Brantley Gilbert – Kick It In The Sticks

Welcome to the home of a hillbilly Yeah baby It’s a land of barbed wire, moonshine, whiskey Park your car before you get it stuck Go on grab you a beer And get on up in the truck It’s going down tonight It’s all on me It’s byob, and i’ve got all we need Yeah..

 

Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most

I Love Sleeping In On Saturdays And I Love College Football Games I Love Not Acting My Age And A Good Barbeque Yeah I’m A Fan Of Faulkner Books And Anything My Mama Cooks Small Mouth Bass Have Got Me Hooked On Sunday Afternoon Yes I Love Good Cold Beer And Mustard On My Fries..

 

George Strait – Love’s Gonna Make It Alright

Girl You Had One Of Those Days Seem Like They Been Going Around You Are A Long Way From Being Where You Want To Be. When The World Isn’t Going Your Way Or Ever Bad Luck Is Getting You Down. Honey I Will Be Right Here For You With Open Arms, You Can Run To..

 

Brooks And Dunn – Play Something Country

Yes, She Blew Through The Door Like TNT Put Her Hand On Her Hip, Pointed A Finger At Me Said, ”I’m A Whiskey Drinkin’, Cowboy Chasin’, Helluva Time I Like Kenny, Keith, Allan And Patsy Cline I’m A Full Grown Queen Bee Lookin’ For Honey Ha Ooh Hoo, Aw, Play Somethin’ Country.” Yeah, The Band..

 

Brooks & Dunn – Play Something Country

Yes, she blew through the door like tnt Put her hand on her hip, pointed a finger at me Said, ”i’m a whiskey drinkin’, cowboy chasin’, helluva time I like kenny, keith, allan and patsy cline I’m a full grown queen bee lookin’ for honey Ha-ooh-hoo, aw, play somethin’ country.” Yeah, the band took a..

 

Jason Aldean – Dirt Road Anthem

Yeah I’m Chillin On A Dirt Road Laid Back Swervin Like I’m George Jones Smoke Rollin’ Out The Window, An Ice Cold Beer Sittin’ In The Console Memory Lane Up In The Headlights It’s Got Me Reminiscing On Them Good Times I’m Turning Off The Real Life Drive And That’s Right I’m Hittin’ Easy Street..

 

George Jones – White Lightning

Well, down in houston texas way back in the hills Lived my old pappy and he had him a still He brewed white lightning till the sun went down He fill him a jug and he pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin’ pappy’s corn squeezin’ (whew, white lightning.) Well, the g men, t men, revenoers..