Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I worked all week
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved
I got the cover off the '68
I fired it up and let them horses sing
A little pretty thing
A little tan-legged Georgia dream
She's a-rockin' them holey jeans
Baby, what you got going on Saturday?
You know words got it there's gonna be a party
Out of town about half a mile
Four-wheel drives and big mud tires
Muscadine wine
[Chorus]
Oh, baby, you can find me
In the back of a jacked-up tailgate
Sittin' 'round watching all these pretty things
Get down in that Georgia clay
And I'll find peace
At the bottom of a real tall cold drink
I'm chillin' to some Skynyrd and some old Hank
Let's get this thing started, it's my kinda party
[Verse 2]
If you wanna drink
Go, baby, just do your thing
Give up your keys
Hell, why drive when you can stay with me?
And then after while we'll sneak away from the bonfire
Walk by the moonlight and down to the riverside
Gotcha sippin' on some moonshine
Baby, if you're in the mood you can settle for a one-night rodeo
You can be my tan-legged Juliet
I'll be your Redneck Romeo
[Chorus]
Oh, baby, you can find me
In the back of a jacked-up tailgate
Sittin' 'round watching all these pretty things
Get down in that Georgia clay
And I'll find peace
At the bottom of a real tall cold drink
I'm chillin' to some Skynyrd and some old Hank
Let's get this thing started, it's my kinda party
[Chorus]
Oh, baby, you can find me
In the back of a jacked-up tailgate
Sittin' 'round watching all these pretty things
Get down in that Georgia clay
And I'll find peace
At the bottom of a real tall cold drink
I'm chillin' to some Skynyrd and some old Hank
Let's get this thing started, it's my kinda party
[Outro]
Y'all ready for this?
Y'all gonna turn it on up
Written by: Brantley Gilbert