You ever wondered
why country songs
Say the same old thing
Like a broken record
skipping down on main
Pretty girls pickups
and cut-off jeans
You know what I mean
Dirt roads corn rows
and homemade wine
Juke joints jumping
on the county line
Heard 'em singing
'bout it
a million times
But I don't mind
As long as there's
a small town
And a Saturday night
Blue jean babies
in the full moonlight
Tip back your Dixie
howl at the stars
Every time you hear
that sly guitar
And your baby's
on the tailgate
And you're stealing
those kisses
To a little
George Strait
That's how
we're rocking
That's how we roll
As long as there's
country on the radio
There's always gonna
be a party
Out in the pines
Always gonna be
a shot up highway sign
Paper sack full of beer
and a jar of shine
From time to time
There's always
gonna be people
Trying to run us down
Saying we ain't got
nothing on a big town
I bet come they'd around
If they came on down
As long as
there's small a town
And a Saturday night
Blue jean babies
in the full moonlight
Tip back your Dixie
howl at the stars
Every time you hear
that sly guitar
And your baby's
on the tailgate
And you're stealing
those kisses
To a little
George Strait
That's how
we're rocking
That's how we roll
As long as there's
country on the radio
There's always
gonna be a part of me
Kicking back in VFE
Yea that's how
it's always gonna be
As long as there's
a small town
And a Saturday night
Blue jean babies
in the full moonlight
Tip back your Dixie
howl at the stars
Every time you hear
that sly guitar
And your baby's
on the tailgate
And you're stealing
those kisses
To a little
George Strait
That's how
we're rocking
That's how we roll
As long as there'
country on the radio
Some country
on the radio
As long as
there's small a town
Saturday nights
Blue jean babies
Yeah tip back your
Dixie
Stealing those kisses