Burning Down the Barn

Everybody knows it's where everybody goes

When the sun sinks down on Friday

There's a half a mile of 4-wheels cutting through the corn fields

Jamming up a dirt road driveway

Great grandpa, hammer and a saw

Built this place from the floor up

But I bet he didn't know a hundred years ago

Tonight it's gonna get a little tore up

We gonna kick the dirt right of these boots

Blow the top right off this roof

Dance on tractors, swing from rafters

Country girls and country boys

Makin' all that country noise

(Why'd that chicken cross the road?)

To get to this party

Burnin' down the barn

Blowin' up this farm

Don't mean any harm we're just burn, burn, burnin' down the barn

It's hot out on the dance floor, open up the barn door

Let a little cool breeze blow in

And put your hand in your honey's hand, spin her all around

Keep the sawdust smoking' till the walls fall down

We gonna

We gonna kick the dirt right of these boots

Blow the top right off this roof

Dance on tractors, swing from rafters

Country girls and country boys

Makin' all that country noise

(Why'd that chicken cross the road?)

To get to this party

Burnin' down the barn

Blowin' up this farm

Don't mean any harm we're just burn, burn, burnin' down the barn

Burnin' down the barn

Burnin' down the barn

Great grandpa, hammer and a saw

He built this beauty from the floor up

Bet he didn't know a hundred years ago

Tonight it's gonna get a little tore up

Kick the dirt right of these boots

Blow the top right off this roof

Dance on tractors, swing from rafters

Country girls and country boys

Making' all that country noise

Why'd that chicken cross the road?

To get to this party

Burnin' down the barn

Blowin' up this farm

Don't mean any harm we're just burn, burn, burnin' down the barn

Burnin' down the barn

Burnin' down the barn