Capo 2nd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Hey look at all those cowgirls tearin down the gravel roads on Saturday night
Singing Summertime at the top of their lungs, sippin Dixie cups of
strawberry wine
All my boys are out, we holler and whistle and honk our horns in time
Were just country folks livin loud, were country folks livin loud
Were just country folks livin loud
Chorus
Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer bottles till
the sun comes up
Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks livin loud
Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home
Boots on the dance floor around we go
The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks livin loud
Interstates jammed with race fans were headin towards a Talladega infield
sign
Our tailgates are droppin and barbecues poppin, everybodys gonna have a good
time
There aint nuthin like those engines startin and the crowd at the finish line
Were just country folks livin loud, were country folks livin loud
Were just country folks livin loud
Chorus
Bridge
Its a hoot and a holler on a touchdown pass a George Strait crowd when he
tips his hat
Lord, aint that what its all about