(Guitar2)
We're back
Well it's a Saturday night down in
Dixie, shots full of rhythm and
whiskey and what do you know it's
time to play,
Grab your boots and jump off the
tour bus, there's a rowdy crowd
waiting on us, somebody show me
to the stage
give me the mic put me in the
spotlight, because everybody came
here to get right, and them blue
collar boys just got paid
We'll be rockin till the break of day,
And flyin on down the highway
We came to give you more for your
money, southern rocks and some
outlaw country And don't forget
about my solid gold
(Background lick)
Well it's a Saturday night down in
Dixie, shots full of rhythm and
whiskey and what do you know it's
time to play,
Grab your boots and jump off the
tour bus, there's a rowdy crowd
waiting on us, somebody show me
to the stage
give me the mic put me in the
spotlight, because everybody came
here to get right, and them blue
collar boys just got paid
We'll be rockin till the break of day,
And flyin on down the highway
We came to give you more for your
money, southern rocks and some
outlaw country And don't forget
about my solid gold
(Background lick)
That ole underground crown has
been tooken, I got music like
mommas home cookin, lord it just
feels good in your soul
So turn it on and crank it up to
twelve son, we gonna kick like
daddy's ole pump gun, get paid then
we gettin on down the road,
We'll be rockin till the break of day
then flyin on down the highway
We'll be rockin till the break of day
We'll be rockin till the break of day, and flyin on down the highway
Solo
Pause in between each strum
(Guitar 2)