Straight Outta Cold Beer - Blake Shelton [Intro]: , ,
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Just a bunch of poor boys, daddy's girls' children of the corn field
Tryin' turn a shift job into a dollar bill
We wear the muddy boots, stay true to how we're raised
Ain't nothin' bout us fake
You know we're straight out of that dirty south, dirty roads, nobody got no money
Got them shined-up pickup trucks; whistlin' at them honies from the country (yes, sir)
You know we're straight out of that long week workin', now everybody wanna party
All night long bonfire on the back forty in the middle of nowhere
(STOP)
Ain't nobody leaving here 'til we're straight outta cold beer
Straight outta of cold beer
Just a bunch of John Deere junkies getting funky to some old Hank
Nothin' been stuck in the mud that we came
We'll cut the rusty chain in the sun or in the rain
Yeah, that's the kinda thing
You know we're straight out of that dirty south, dirty roads, nobody got no money
Got them shined-up pickup trucks; whistlin' at them honies from the country (yes, sir)
You know we're straight out of that long week workin', now everybody wanna party
All night long bonfire on the back forty in the middle of nowhere
(STOP)
Ain't nobody leaving here 'til we're straight outta cold beer
Straight outta of cold beer
You know we're straight out of that dirty south, dirty roads, nobody got no money
Got them shined-up pickup trucks; whistlin' at them honies from the country (yes, sir)
You know we're straight out of that long week workin', now everybody wanna party
All night long bonfire on the back forty in the middle of nowhere
(STOP)
Ain't nobody leaving here 'til we're straight outta cold beer
Straight outta of cold beer