Jimmie Allen and LoCash - Get Country

(Oh yeah)
(Sometimes you gotta take 'em down a back road)
(Get country baby, woo)
(Ah yeah, boys)
(What's up Jimmie?)
(You got a chill one baby?)
(Yeah, baby)
(Got a cooler full, baby?)
(Come on)
(We got a hit)
(Come on)
(Let's go)

Yeah, there's somethin' about those dirt roads
You don't care if you're lost, wanna see where it goes
Where the sun meets the fields and the crickets get to singin'
Boots up, we up, hangin' on a tail of the truck
Backroad freedom, oh yeah
Ain't no rules out here
Got a full tank of gas come on over, yeah, I know you're gonna love it
Yeah, you're gonna love it (woo)

Gotta get up, get out, and get country
Ridin' down a backroad, playin' in the mud
Get up, get out, and get country
Backyard bonfires, tossin' back a cold one
I just wanna roll to my favorite fishin' hole
Got my truck in four wheel everything's a go
So get up, get out, and get country
Oh yeah, we're gettin' country
Yeah, we're gettin' country

That's right, here we go

You know you country when that Grizzly in your cup hold, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' small town lights, everybody bumpin' George Jones
Yeah, God bless the U.S. Of America
Let freedom ring, that's how we live it up
Let's cheers our beers to the years that we call this place our home, let's go

You gotta get up, get out, and get country
Ridin' down a backroad, playin' in the mud
Gotta get up, get out, and get country
Backyard bonfires, tossin' back a cold one
I just wanna roll to my favorite fishin' hole
Got my truck in four wheel everything's a go
Gotta get up, get out, and get country
Yeah, we gettin' country, woo
Yeah, we gettin' country (ah, yeah)
(Country, we gettin' country baby, LOCASH over)
Gotta get up, get out, get up, get out and get, woo

Gotta get up, get out, and get country, hell yeah
You gotta get up, get out, get up, get out and get
(Let's get country on 'em boys, come on)(woo)

Gotta get up, get out, and get country
Ridin' down a backroad, playin' in the mud
Get up get out and get country
Backyard bonfires, tossin' back a cold one
I just wanna roll to my favorite fishin' hole
Got my truck in four wheel everything's a go
So get up, get out, and get country
Oh yeah, we're gettin' country
(Ah yeah, boys, I hear you Jimmie, yeah, we gettin' Country
Yeah, we're gettin' country (LOCASH, how y'all feelin' brothers?)
(Feelin' good babay, come on, baby) (hey)
Ah yeah, we're gettin' country

Written by:
Chris Doyle, Edward Martin, Jimmie Allen, Leo Brooks, Vinny Venditto, Walter Morgan

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