Brooks And Dunn lyrics

Good God o'mighty this week's been two months long Lord I love to hear that Friday five o'clock whistle moan As the moon comes up and the sun goes down Put the juice to my truck I head into town Get it on and go to groovin' to the redneck rhythm & blues Life ain't all hard knocks a quarter in the jukebox Turn it on and set 'em up Joe Songs about a workin' man blarin' from a banstand Is music to a country boy's soul Call me the underdog of overtime I stay broke all the time Got to pay the eight to five dues Well, I'm hillbilly hardcore Son I'm a sucker for the redneck rhythm & blues There's nothing worse than the rattle and roll of empty cans Bouncin' around in the bed of my truck I'm a thirsty man Five hot long miles to the waterin' hole I got the pedal to the metal singin' go cat go Aw a cold one is a cure for the redneck rhythm & blues Life ain't all hard knocks a quarter in the jukebox Turn it on and set 'em up Joe Songs about a workin' man blarin' from a banstand Is music to a country boy's soul Call me the underdog of overtime I stay broke all the time Got to pay the eight to five dues Well, I'm hillbilly hardcore Son I'm a sucker for the redneck rhythm & blues Life ain't all hard knocks a quarter in the jukebox Turn it on and set 'em up Joe Songs about a workin' man blarin' from a banstand Is music to a country boy's soul Call me the underdog of overtime I stay broke all the time Got to pay the eight to five dues Well, I'm hillbilly hardcore Son I'm a sucker for the redneck rhythm & blues Yea I'm hillbilly hardcore Son I'm a sucker for the redneck rhythm & blues Get This Ringtone

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