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Brown sack, wintergreen pack
A full tank of gas from a mini
slow with Curtis low speakers
'Bout to blow, let the start

Take that ol' dirt past that grain silo
Red taillights glow, a pickup parade
Over the guard, find a place to park
me to the bar, take my keys away, it's time to play

Then it's bong hangin' from the hayloft
shooters with Smirnoff
Long necks in the feed trough
Pig smokin'

Flatbed band cranked up
The more we drink the better sound
See the from all around
Lettin' everybody know, we've gotta Barn

skirts, skintight shirts
Look so good, it hurts, drives me
buckin' bull
Shot glasses full of tomorrow's
you glad you came?

Drinkin' goin' in the horse stalls
Two step under the ball
Bob's blowin' on his duck call
It's a of a show

Sticky from the so to beat the heat
We go skinny dippin' in the creek
the girls we can't see
Thank God for that moon glow, we've gotta Burner

Homemade way too strong
David Allen Coe sing-a-long
(You have to call me)
Bathroom lines too long, go behind the tree

Party all night till the sun up
Sleep it off till you lose buzz
Good tryin' to find your truck
We'll see you all week at the Barn Burner
Let it