G If there's a full moon hanging high D you can bet there's a jacked up four wheel drive. Em Cruising with the crew with a beer on ice, C looking for the girls that'll let their hair down. G Lead us on, get us thinking they might
D share a little sugar on a Friday night. Em Making midnight memories lighting up the sky. C In the country side we turn it up loud. G Down here we keep the good times flowing, D red dirt flying, and the radio going. Em We got each other's back and everybody knows it, C yeah me and my down home boys G Know how to show a town what's up D we pass it around then fill it back up. Em Ain't nobody gonna live this life up C like me and my down home boys. G We're tighter than the tops will twist off D when the sun goes down and the work day's gone. Em Like something straight out of a country song, C raised up all farm tan tough. G With the scuffs all over our boots. D Little rough tangled up in our roots. Em Yeah, we got a little soft side too
C when the girls get us all wrapped up. G Down here we keep the good times flowing, D red dirt flying, and the radio going. Em We got each other's back and everybody knows it, C yeah me and my down home boys G Know how to show a town what's up D We pass it around then fill it back up. Em Ain't nobody gonna live this life up C like me and my down home boys.