Song Length |
3:44 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary |
Lyrics
Twang!
AJ Yuill/Jesse Lingo
Feelin' like a square peg in a round hole
Big city livin' kinda cramps my soul
The offer of a lifetime got me here
It's hard to find a warm smile to go with my cold beer
But on a Friday night drive I found a bar called the barn
Pulled off to the side, hit the door, felt like, so right
I'm back on the farm
Bang, I got twang
holler and hoot, stompin' boots, showin' roots
Dang this Country thang
Clear to the bone, feels like home, let's go
Wang, dang, bang
I got twang
It's my kind of music, a little fiddle and steel
my kind of place, sawdust under my heels
I headed for the dance floor, she was going for a drink
in a rhinestone star tank top, so pretty in pink
I like your hat, I said, as she squeezed by
She said, how 'bout that, try it on, she winked, I laughed,
Sparks started to fly
Bang, I got twang
throw back some shots, man she rocks, pistol hot
Dang this Country thang
Tossin' her hair, makes me stare, I swear
Wang, dang, bang
I got twang
I said, God willin' and the creek don't rise
I'll be here with you every Friday night
Bang, I got twang
holler and hoot, stompin' boots, showin' roots
Dang this Country thang
Clear to the bone, feels like home, let's go
Bang, I got twang
throw back some shots, man she rocks, pistol hot
Dang this Country thang
Tossin' her hair, makes me stare, I swear
Wang, dang, bang
I got twang
Twang, it does a body good
You can buy a bumper sticker at the barn that says
Dang I Heart Twang
Twang, gitcha some