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Coors in the truck, drinking on the tailgate Friday night Bonfire pit, snap crackling, chilling with my guys downtown it would cost 5 bucks a beer a piece So we take a dirt road to the gravel pit by the creek It's bottoms up bottoms up Line em up shoot em down Living wild and free Cowboy country Pickup trucks full of local celebrities It's bottoms up bottoms up Pour a drink of whiskey go harder Our talk's getting louder and louder Line em up shoot em down Living wild and free It's bottoms up bottoms up It's bottoms up bottoms up A couple miles from the good ole farm yard A couple miles twisted I know my way back Next Friday night we'll probably do it again It'll be something just like It's bottoms up bottoms up Line em up shoot em down Living wild and free Cowboy country Pickup trucks full of local celebrities It's bottoms up bottoms up Pour a drink of whiskey go harder Our talk's getting louder and louder Line em up shoot em down Living wild and free It's bottoms up bottoms up It's bottoms up bottoms up Line em up shoot down Living wild and free Cowboy country Pickup trucks full of local celebrities It's bottoms up bottoms up Line em up shoot em down Living wild and free Cowboy country Pickup trucks full of local celebrities It's bottoms up bottoms up Pour a drink of whiskey go harder Our talk's getting louder and louder Line em up shoot em down Living wild and free It's bottoms up bottoms up
Writer(s): Blake Schmitz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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