Lyrics

KICK IT COUNTRY
All Music & Lyrics © 2008
L. Dymburt

I make my livin doin 90 standin still
And there ain't nothin that this good ole boy
Regrets or ever will
Show me some 'A' stages, 'B' stages, honky tonks or dives
I'll play most anywhere, most anytime
To keep this sound alive

Now I grew up on ZZ Top and Lynyrd Skynyrd
I stole some licks from Dickey Betts, but I ain't no sinner
I'm here to make a stand, I'm a Ramblin Man
Sweet Home Ala-bound
And you can bet your ass, with a tank of gas
I'll be gunnin for your town

Fire up your pickup truck
Dust off your boots
Head to the Roadhouse
And prepare to shake your roots
Juke joint is jumpin with some fiddle and some steel
(so) Kick it loud..Kick it proud..Kick it country

I bet you seen them convoys comin down the road
12 tractor trailers, 7 buses ridin low
Haulin some knee slappin, toe tappin
Down home jamboree
And if you ain't got a ticket, and you still wanna kick it
You can get it on TV

Peel back the carpets in your
One room Shangrila
Cool down some long necks
And Scoot Boogie all night long
Turn up the volume on your CMT
Kick it loud..Kick it proud..Kick it country
Come on! Bust out, and let it loose, set that cowboy free
Kick it loud..Kick it proud..Kick it
Wake up the neighbours, this ain't no drill
You've got the fever and you can't stand still
Shout out "Yee Ha" to every redneck in the city
Kick it loud..Kick it proud..Kick it country