Sleepy little map dot,
at the end of the black top,
yeah, we gonna wake it up,
we gonna hammer this hicktown,
talking ‘bout a throw down,
itu0027s time we shake it up,

weu0027re talkinu0027 friday night, moon light, gettingu0027 right,
yeah that bonfire burninu0027
raise them long necks up
we burning it down, down, down
dust off these dusty roads
crank that cowboy rock n roll,
time to rip it up, saddle up, put a little giddy-up
in this one horse town

them 4 byu0027s jacked up
them old boys act up
showinu0027 off to them country queens
got a box of banquet
some George Strait and we crank it
we blowinu0027 off some steam

weu0027re talkinu0027 friday night, moon light, gettingu0027 right,
yeah that bonfire burninu0027
raise them long necks up
we burning it down, down, down
dust off these dusty roads
crank that cowboy rock n roll,
time to rip it up, saddle up, put a little giddy-up
in this one horse town

sippinu0027 on a little apple pie
cuddled up to my sugar pie
now thatu0027s what I call a party
out here itu0027s good clean fun
farm folk cominu0027 all undone
howlinu0027 til that morninu0027 sun
gettingu0027 rural route rowdy
backwoods crazy

weu0027re talkinu0027 friday night, moon light, gettingu0027 right,
yeah that bonfire burninu0027
raise them long necks up
we burning it down, down, down
dust off these dusty roads
crank that cowboy rock n roll,
time to rip it up, saddle up, put a little giddy-up
in this one horse town