Lyrics
feeling alright, got cases of the precious cargo, who's got the light, i got the backwood raw tobacco, good times in sight at the end of the dusty dirt road, we're turnt up tonight and we don't worry about that tomorrow, around here got a good year on a note limb, fires you can bet we stoked 'em, poke them ashes until they smoking, then open a cold beer, down here we got a remington in a dog box, 12-gauge pump with a whole lot of buck shot, running them highs, burning down the dirt road, got it in the blood that runs through our soul, around here got a big jug of sweet tea, snuffed can ring on the pocket of our jeans, broke-down barbed wire fence needs fixing, we can do that later right now we fishing, kicking back in the heart of dixie, with 16 30-pack of that budlight with me, probly won't run out but if we do we got whisky, we know how to get tipsy, feeling alright, got cases of the precious cargo, who's got the light, i got the backwood raw tobacco, good times in sight at the end of the dusty dirt road, we're turnt up tonight and we don't worry about that tomorrow, around here it's bonfire with your buddies, ain't getting nothing saturday night but chilling sunday, cause we know we gotta go to work on monday, ain't enough days in the week for two fundays, around here we show respect where respect is due, but if you decide to jump ship and then run them lips, you become victims of our boots, down here there's a hole in the wall we live in, got empty hands only what we've been given, did you understand that no one gave you shit, but an ass whooping for asking for it, feeling alright, got cases of the precious cargo, who's got the light, i got the backwood raw tobacco, good times in sight at the end of the dusty dirt road, we're turnt up tonight and we don't worry about that tomorrow, let's not worry about anything today, the car note, the cellphone, that's right, so just, what? what?, feeling alright, got cases of the precious cargo, who's got the light, i got the backwood raw tobacco, good times in sight at the end of the dusty dirt road, we're turnt up tonight and we don't worry about that tomorrow
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Artist: farley, charlie