Lyrics

Another NASCAR Sunday party on the farm Run a cord out the window, put the TV in the yard Preacher's in the kitchen, second piece of pie Askin' Uncle Jimmy why he never got baptized Well what's got into Jenny, she's out of her mind Bobby said she's been a sippin' Debra's moonshine We seen her by the river a rollin' in the mud Now she's hot pants on the hood of my pick-up truck Well that's alright Get ya some ribs Wash it on down with a couple of beers Ain't nobody getting hurt, so don't be scared That's just the way we do it 'round here Well see them longhairs stumbling outta the van That's one homegrown half-stoned hillbilly band They'll be crankin' it up when the sun goes down You'll hear "Gimme Three Steps, Gimme Three Steps, Mister" All the way to town Well that's alright Get ya some ribs Wash it on down with a couple of beers Ain't nobody getting hurt, so don't be scared That's just the way we do it 'round here Well long about midnight without fail The county sheriff hotter than hinges of hell Said, "If you don't shut 'er down I'll haul y'all in You're breakin' the law son" Well Mama just grins and says Well that's alright Get ya some ribs Wash it on down with a couple of beers Ain't nobody getting hurt, so don't be scared That's just the way we do it 'round here Yeah, that's just the way we do it 'round here That's how we do it 'round here
Writer(s): Jeffrey Steele, Danny Myrick, Bart Allmand, Kip Raines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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