Song Description

verbal picture of young people in the south

Lyrics

Baby, you and me, parked out in a cornfield
Turning up the heat, steamin' up the windshield
Lord, here comes your daddy, loadin' up his shotgun
Pedal to the metal, kicking up a black cloud
Here he comes yellin', boy you better slow down
I'm the kind'a boy your Momma always warned you about

Later on when the sun goes down
you can find me where the girls hang out

CHORUS
With their rednecks and white T-Shirts
faded blue jeans, all covered in dirt
Southern born and southern bred
ain't no doubt 'bout it, I'm American
A cold beer and a pig in the ground
some good ole' boys from a redneck town
raisin' hell and gettin' loud
that's the way we do it, when the sun goes down
When the sun goes down

We can park down by the river, underneath the moonlight
Crank that country music and listen to it all night
Do the kind of things my Momma always warned me about

Later on when the sun goes down
You can find me where the girls hang out

CHORUS repeat

Songwriters: Dean, Couch, Kirchgatter, Robertson
INTERNATIONAL Copyright 2006 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Rae Welch	My Top Songs	9/10/2007