Barn Burner

Brown paper sack
Wintergreen pack
A full tank of gas, from the mini mart
Cruisin' slow, crankin' Curtis Loew
Speakers 'bout to blow
Let the party start
Take that old dirt road
Pass the grain siloh
Red taillights glow
It’s a pickup parade
Over the cattle guard
Find a place to park
Show me to the barn
Take my keys away
It’s time to play
And it’s beer bong hanging from the hayloft
Jello shooters with Smirnoff
Long necks chillin' in the feed trough
With a pig smoking slow
Find that band cranked up loud
More we drink the better they sound
See the bonfire from all around
Letting everybody know
We got barn burner
Mini skirts, skin tight shirts
Looks so good it hurts
Drives me insane
Mechanical buckin bull
Shot glasses full of tomorrows pain
Ain’t you glad you came
And it’s drinks get pourin' in the horse stalls
Two step under the disco ball
Billy Bob blowin on his duck calls
A helluva a show
Sticky from sweat so to beat the heat
But go skinny dippin' down in the creek
Promise the girls that we can’t see
Thank God for that moon though
We got barn burner
Pour me a shot way too strong
David Allan Coe sing-along-songs
«You Don’t Have to Call Me»
Bathroom line takin' too long
Go behind a tree
Party all night till the sun comes up
Sleep it off till you lose your buzz
Good luck trying to find your truck
See you all next week, at the barn burner
Let it burn
Wooh