Round Here Lyrics

A hammer and a nail, stacking them bails
I�m dog tired by the five o�clock hour but I�m ready to raise some hell
And Jesse�s getting ready; I�m gassing up the Chevy
I�m gonna pick her up at six
I hope she�s gonna wear those jeans with the tare
That her mama never fixed

The moon goes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off sip a little pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
That fireball whiskey whispers temptations in my ear
It�s a feeling alright Saturday night and that�s how we do it round here.
Yeah that�s how we do it round here

Mud on the grips, wild cherry on her lips
I�ve been working and trying and flirting and dying for an all night kind of kiss
And country on the boom box, candles on the tool box.
I�m doing everything right, got the country boy charm turned all the way on tonight.

The moon goes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off sip a little pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
That fireball whiskey whispers temptations in my ear
It�s a feeling alright Saturday night and that�s how we do it round here.
Yeah that�s how we do it round here.

The moon goes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off sip a little pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
That fireball whiskey whispers temptations in my ear
It�s a feeling alright Saturday night and that�s how we do it round here.
Yeah that�s how we do it round here.
Come on.
Yea that�s how we do it round here.
Yea that�s how we do it round here.

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