Soundtrack To A Six Pack

We say "yes, sir," "no, ma'am," love Charlie Daniels Band Whiskey from the bottle, beer from a cold can I drive a Ford truck, he drives a Chevy Mine's "Mean Green," his is "Black Betty" Yes, we're southern by birth, southern by choice One nation under God, yes, I'm southern by voice Kicking out the jams, taking care of business Get your lighters in the air, holler if you're with us It's a soundtrack to a six pack The devil went down to Georgia in a Cadillac Kicking on back with good friends Get washed in the water, little skinny dipping sin Some moonshine sipping, off a tailgate flipping Love the little hotties, dancing like they're on a mission It's a soundtrack to a six pack 1 2 3 4 5 – six pack! Next day, we've got lawn seats to Willie, gonna smoke a little silly Look over to my left, there's Gibbons, yeah, Billy Pops a top on a na, says, hey, if you want I got five more of these nice and cold, so come on