Secret little map dot at the end of the black top
We're gonna wake it up
We're gonna hammer this hick town, talkin' 'bout a throwdown
It's time we shake it up

Whoa, we're talkin' Friday night, moonlight, gettin' right
Yeah, that bonfire bumpin', raise them Longnecks up
We're burnin' it down, down, down
Dust off these dusty roads, crank that cowboy rock-n-roll
It's time to rev it up, saddle up, put a little giddy up in this one horse town

When them four-bys jacked up, them old boys act up (that's right)
Showin' off to them country queens
Got a box of Banquet, got some George Strait crankin' (turn it up)
We're blowin' off some steam

Whoa, we're talkin' Friday night, moonlight, gettin' right
Yeah, that bonfire bumpin', raise them Longnecks up
We're burnin' it down, down, down
Dust off these dusty roads, crank that cowboy rock-n-roll
It's time to rev it up, saddle up, put a little giddy up in this one horse town

Sippin' on a little Apple Pie
Cuddled up to my sugarpie
That's what I call a party
I'm here, it's good clean fun
Farm folk comin' all undone
Holler till the morning Sun
Gettin' rude row-rowdy
Backwoods crazy

Oh, we're talkin' Friday night, moonlight, gettin' right
Yeah, that bonfire bumpin', raise them Longnecks up
We're burnin' it down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Dust off these dusty roads, crank that cowboy rock-n-roll
It's time to rev it up, tip it up, put a little giddy up, yeah, yeah
Time to rev it up, saddle up, put a little giddy up in this one horse town
This one horse town, yeah (that's right), come on