I'm a cold one down at the end of the day
A little sundown buzz and more on the way
I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck
While Bobby Earl runs home to get dressed up.
Here comes Clifford, gotta forty in a brown bag
In his pointed steel boots and a hat band rebel flag
He's got an Eastwood grin and a too early swagger
Hollerin' turn off that rap boys, and play me some Hagger.
Gettin' drunk, gettin' loud
Billy throws a punch in the crowd
Some cowboy's lights got out
Runnin' wild, getting high
Smokin' tires through the lights
Livin' like were never gonna die
It's just another, just another neon night.
They got Ricky and the Redstreaks playin' down the road
Oh, it's all night ladies night at the Cotton-Eyed Joe
JC always gets the girl, Billy's always fighting
Poor old Bobbty Earl never gets the right one.
Gettin' drunk, gettin' loud
Billy throws a punch in the crowd
Some cowboy's lights got out
Runnin' wild, getting high
Smokin' tires through the lights
Livin' like were never gonna die
It's just another, just another neon night.
Gettin' drunk, gettin' loud
Billy throws a punch in the crowd
Some cowboy's lights got out
Runnin' wild, getting high
Smokin' tires through the lights
Livin' like were never gonna die
It's just another, just another neon night...
