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Ain't that some back home buddies in a field mud on the wheels Yeah, ain't that some thick smoke Silverado tearin' up a two lane road Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y shit we been doin' since we was yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y'd this Man, ain't that some shit That you'd hate to grow up and miss Hate to think of what if I didn't even know what a honey hole with a Zebco And my jeans rolled and a pinch of Skoal in my lip even is They say we ain't got a pot to piss but I thank God for this Ain't that some back home buddies in a field mud on the wheels Yeah, ain't that some thick smoke Silverado tearin' up a two lane road Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y shit we been doin' since we was yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y'd this Man, ain't that some shit Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit Yeah My true north is due south, with a blue Coors goin' down Just like that setting sun on my old Z71 I know it's cliché to sing Chevrolets, cold beers and Fridays But that's just the way it is out here Ain't that some back home buddies in a field mud on the wheels Letras de cancionesYeah, ain't that some thick smoke Silverado tearin' up a two lane road Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y shit we been doin' since we was yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y'd this Man, ain't that some shit Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit Ain't that some back home buddies in a field mud on the wheels Yeah, ain't that some thick smoke Silverado tearin' up a two lane road Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y shit we been doin' since we was yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y'd this Ain't that some back home Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, we'll be doing this till the day we die There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y'd this Ain't that some shit Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit Ain't that some, ain't that some shit From Letras Mania