Me and My Gang

Whoo Way on down to southern Alabama With the guitars jammin', that's where we're headed Straight up to Butte, Montana Singin', "Lord, I was born a ramblin' man" California to Oregon Even New York City got one or two hillbillies Ready to hit the road It's a brother and a sister kind of thing Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang with Me and my gang We live to ride We ride to live Me and my gang Jump on that train Grab hold of them reins We're gonna rock this thing, cock this thing Me and my gang, yeah Yeah, me and my gang We got hippies, gypsies, freaks and geeks High-class women in Daisy Duke denim Bangin' on gongs and singin' our songs Dude named Elrod jammin' on an iPod Beer and bonfires And wide-open throttle, Coors in a bottle It's all for one and one for all, y'all It's a brother and a sister kind of thing Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang with Me and my gang We live to ride We ride to live Me and my gang Jump on that train Grab hold of them reins We're gonna rock this thing, cock this thing Me and my gang, yeah, yeah, hey-hey-hey, whoo Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na It's a brother and a sister kind of thing Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang With me and my gang We live to ride We ride to live Me and my gang Jump on that train Grab hold of them reins We're gonna rock this thing, cock this thing, yeah Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na-na-na Na, na, na-na-na Yeah, with me and my gang Jump on that train, whoo Grab hold of them reins, baby