Released on October 27, 2009

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[Verse 1]

Yeah, I worked all week

Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved

Get the cover off the ’68

Fire it up, and let them horses sing

A little pretty thing

A little tan-legged Georgia dream

She’s a rocking them holey jeans

Baby, what you got going on Saturday?

You know, words got it

There’s going to 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 Ford truck tailgate

Sitting around watching all these pretty things

Getting down in that Georgia clay

And I’ll find peace

In the bottom of a real tall cold drink

Chilling to some Skynyrd or some old Hank

Lets get this thing started

It’s my kind of party


[Verse 2]

Girl, well if you’re going to drink

Go on 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 at the riverside

Gotcha sipping on the moonshine

Baby, if you’re in mood you can settle for a one night rodeo

If 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 Ford truck tailgate

Sitting around watching all these pretty things

Getting down in that Georgia clay

And I’ll find peace

In the bottom of a real tall cold drink

Chilling to some Skynyrd or some old Hank

Lets get this thing started

It’s my kind of party

Oh baby, you can find me

In the back of a Ford truck tailgate

Sitting around watching all these pretty things

Getting down in that Georgia clay

And I’ll find peace

In the bottom of a real tall cold drink

Chilling to some Skynyrd or some old Hank

Lets get this thing started

It’s my kind of party


[Outro]

Where ya’ll going?

We still got a keg breathing