Down On The Farm
 
Every Friday night
There's a steady cloud of dust
That leads back to a field
Filled with pick-up trucks
Got old Hank crankin'
Way up loud
Got coolers in the back
Tailgates down
there's a big fire burnin'
But don't be alarmed
It's just country boys and girls
Gettin' down on the farm

Ed's been on the tractor
Ain't seen Becky all week
Somebody said they seen 'em
Headin' down to the creek
Farmer Johnson's daughters
Just pulled up in a jeep
Man, he knows how to grow 'em
If you know what I mean
Old Dave's gettin' loud
But he don't mean no harm
We're just country boys and girls
Gettin' down on the farm

Chorus:
You can have a lota fun in a New York minute
But there some things you can't do
Inside those city limits
Ain't no closin' time
Ain't no cover charge
We're just country boys and girls
Gettin' down on the farm

You can come as you are
There ain't no dress code
Just some rural route rules
That you need to know
Don't mess with the bull
He can get real mean
Don't forget to shut the gate
Stay out of the beans
If it starts to raining
We'll just head to the barn
We're country boys and girls
Getting down on the farm

(Repeat chorus)