Letra Same Old Song - Brantley Gilbert
I hear there's folks
Tired of us talking about dirt roads, tailgates, tan lines, and corn rows
It sounds made up, but that's the life I know
We know all about some moonshine, moonlight, bonfires
Seeing all the stars on a summer night
Don't see how that's getting old
Ride with us on Friday night
See if we ain't jacked them up
See if we ain't setting it on fire
See if we don't burn it up
See if we ain't cranking Hank
Sipping on a little something strong
Hey man, you'll see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
The same old song
You heard enough about red dirt
Blue collar dollars and hard work
5 o'clock heading to the outskirts
3 chords and the truth
Tired of hearing 'bout them tan legs
Bare feet on the dash, sundress, Daisy dukes, boots and ray-bans
You ain't even seen them move
Hang loose on a Friday night
Man ain't they looking tough?
See if they ain't blowing your mind
See if you don't fall in love
Let her find that country station
Then watch her sing along
Hey man you'll see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
That same old song
That same old song
Just when you think
You've heard it all about a small town
All that small talk going round
That ain't all we're all about
Sit with us on Sunday morning
Bow your head and let us pray
Close your eyes and let the Lord in
Tell me you don't feel a thing
When we sing Amazing Grace
Come on, man, sing along
You 'bout to see why we can't
Quit singin' that same old...
Ride with us on Friday night
See if we ain't jacked them up
See if we ain't set shit on fire
See if we don't burn it up
See if we ain't cranking Hank
Sipping on a little something strong
Hang with us and see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
Yeah we're singing that same old song
That same old song
You'll be singin' that same old song
Tired of us talking about dirt roads, tailgates, tan lines, and corn rows
It sounds made up, but that's the life I know
We know all about some moonshine, moonlight, bonfires
Seeing all the stars on a summer night
Don't see how that's getting old
Ride with us on Friday night
See if we ain't jacked them up
See if we ain't setting it on fire
See if we don't burn it up
See if we ain't cranking Hank
Sipping on a little something strong
Hey man, you'll see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
The same old song
You heard enough about red dirt
Blue collar dollars and hard work
5 o'clock heading to the outskirts
3 chords and the truth
Tired of hearing 'bout them tan legs
Bare feet on the dash, sundress, Daisy dukes, boots and ray-bans
You ain't even seen them move
Hang loose on a Friday night
Man ain't they looking tough?
See if they ain't blowing your mind
See if you don't fall in love
Let her find that country station
Then watch her sing along
Hey man you'll see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
That same old song
That same old song
Just when you think
You've heard it all about a small town
All that small talk going round
That ain't all we're all about
Sit with us on Sunday morning
Bow your head and let us pray
Close your eyes and let the Lord in
Tell me you don't feel a thing
When we sing Amazing Grace
Come on, man, sing along
You 'bout to see why we can't
Quit singin' that same old...
Ride with us on Friday night
See if we ain't jacked them up
See if we ain't set shit on fire
See if we don't burn it up
See if we ain't cranking Hank
Sipping on a little something strong
Hang with us and see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
Yeah we're singing that same old song
That same old song
You'll be singin' that same old song
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