3,242 bands | 37,869 songs |
|
|
|
Requested by: tonymontana14 on 8/11/2015
Add Your Name to the List of Requesters
Lyrics We swing hammers, we climb ladders We're from where the good book, a good time And a good long hard rain's all that matters Yeah, we're small town, we're big city uptown It's all red white and blue from Fifth Avenue out to the rural routes
We take our hats off when we face the flag Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind Cut from the same cloth as mine I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin' Hank crankin' people
We shoot shotguns, say hell yeah if you got one We're all about down home and homegrown And backbone ain't something that's long gone Aw naw
We take our hats off when we face the flag Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind Cut from the same cloth as mine I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin' Hank crankin' people
We take our hats off when we face the flag Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind Cut from the same cloth as mine I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin' Hank crankin' people
Yeah, Hank crankin' people Yeah, Hank crankin' people
|
|
|
|
|