Till The Lights Come On
You all think I'm crazy
Maybe even weird as fuck
Standing there with your long hair
Drinking from a plastic cup
Why don't you buy some new jeans maybe buy a pair off shoes
Trash those dam old cowboy boots
And your different point of view
Well hell that's just the way I am move aside son or join the queue
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me hear you cheer
Don't like it well there's the door
We hollar n swaller till the beers all gone
Honkytonk till the lights come on
We drive around in an old van
Our lives packed in the back
Probably sounds insane to you
But to us we're right on track
And we show up in the dive bar under smoke and dim blue light
With the guitars screaming and a rumble waiting for a spark to ignite
And we lay it down baby on the line
Any old Saturday night
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me hear you cheer
Don't like it well there's the door
We hollar n swaller till the beers all gone
Honkytonk till the lights come on
Ah Yeah
Hup
Na Son we don't play song
Don't think a heard it before
Na Son we don't play that beat
We're kinda more four on the floor
Na son we don't play that shit
You getting real hard to ignore
Na Son don't care who you are
Or what you've been in for
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me hear you cheer
Don't like it well there's the door
We hollar n swaller till the beers all gone
Honkytonk till the lights come on
Till the lights come on yeah
Hup
Mmmmm Yeah
Lets go
Maybe even weird as fuck
Standing there with your long hair
Drinking from a plastic cup
Why don't you buy some new jeans maybe buy a pair off shoes
Trash those dam old cowboy boots
And your different point of view
Well hell that's just the way I am move aside son or join the queue
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me hear you cheer
Don't like it well there's the door
We hollar n swaller till the beers all gone
Honkytonk till the lights come on
We drive around in an old van
Our lives packed in the back
Probably sounds insane to you
But to us we're right on track
And we show up in the dive bar under smoke and dim blue light
With the guitars screaming and a rumble waiting for a spark to ignite
And we lay it down baby on the line
Any old Saturday night
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me hear you cheer
Don't like it well there's the door
We hollar n swaller till the beers all gone
Honkytonk till the lights come on
Ah Yeah
Hup
Na Son we don't play song
Don't think a heard it before
Na Son we don't play that beat
We're kinda more four on the floor
Na son we don't play that shit
You getting real hard to ignore
Na Son don't care who you are
Or what you've been in for
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me hear you cheer
Don't like it well there's the door
We hollar n swaller till the beers all gone
Honkytonk till the lights come on
Till the lights come on yeah
Hup
Mmmmm Yeah
Lets go
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Madden
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