headed down the highway, from a weekend of fun head poundin real, real bad so I tell myself im done no more drinkin beer is what i thought i say no more smoke filled lungs spendin money i ain't got. but i might as well shut my mouth cause it'll happen again knockin back those ice cold beers with my friends. chorus so untill i get tired and ready to go home you can find my old pickup headed up and down that road up interstate 35,45, or highway six may not have no money boy but i got a book full of checks got my two bags in the back a cooler and a few more things radio up loud as hell singing with my boy pat green. 2nd the next thing i know i get a call from r.d. sayin head up 45 for a party now my foots through the floorboard headed to the next town play a little bit of 42 to that good ole texas sound maybe pitch a few washers through a game or two of shoes it's been like this for most of our lives so boy don't be confused chorus 3rd but we've been drinkin all night long and it's time to turn in cause we got to get an early start and do it all over again. chours send coments to [email protected]
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