(Hey boys)

(Hey, over here)

(Get that fire started man, where's that cold drink at? That's what I want)

Way out here there ain't no parking lot

It's a big green field and we just pick a spot

Grab a cooler and a folding chair

Just start walking, it's right down there

Tonight we're gonna get rowdy

Get out the coke and Crown me

Stir it up in a dixie paper cup

'Cause that's how we 



Get down south

When you're living in a real small town

And there ain't nothing else around going on

You want a party, gotta make your own

Get down south, if you've never let your redneck out

Or had moonshine in your mouth

You gotta get down, get down south



Yeah I'm gonna shoot the bow and chew the fat

Catch up with the boys about this and that

Till the bees and the cornbread's gone

And maybe a little later on

I'm gonna find a girl and say howdy

And when the band gets loud we gonna rock the barn out on the farm



'Cause that's how we get down south

When you're living in a real small town

And there ain't nothing else around going on

You want a party, gotta make your own

Get down south, if you've never let your redneck out

Or had moonshine in your mouth

You gotta get down, get down south



Hey, if you ever get tired of the city

And that same ole crowd

Just call me up and come with me and I'll show you how

We get down south

When you're living in a real small town

And there ain't nothing else around going on

You want a party, gotta make your own

Get down south, if you've never let your redneck out

Or had moonshine in your mouth

You gotta get down, get down south



Come on, come on

And get down south



Hey, hey

Get down, get down south