Letra de Small Town Throwdown - Brantley Gilbert

(Feat. Thomas Rhett, Justin Moore)

Oh son

Around these parts, ain't much to do

Except work like a dog until Friday

Punch that clock, cash that check

Raise a little hell 'til Sunday (it's about that time)

About that time

There's a party back in the woods tonight

Heard it through the redneck grapevine

Got a keg of beer and a bunch of girls

Sure enough going to be a good time

It's a small town throwdown

It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down

And man, it's on tonight, riding until the morning light

Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

Oh, we about to throwdown, son

Now we got a field full of daisy dukes

Round here we know how to grow them

Rocking little body and long tan legs

Sure ain't scared to show 'em, now

Show a little something, girl

Somebody said them city boys

Riding around looking for some trouble

If they bring it across that county line

You know there's gonna be a rumble

It's a small town throwdown

It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down

And man, it's on tonight, riding until the morning light

Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

It's a small town throwdown

It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down

And man, it's on tonight, riding until the morning light

Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

It's a small town throwdown

It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down

And man, it's on tonight, riding until the morning light

Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

It's a small town throwdown

That's country

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