Sorry,
About your damn luck
I'm a creek swing
Moon shine sipping
Beer drinkin'
Beer skinnin'
Johnny cash listening
Longnecks and rednecks are my friends
Wind-bobby whiskey make a perfect blend
You know i'm coming to your town
Somebody pour me another round of 'em
Longnecks and rednecks
(longnecks and rednecks)
You don't know a damn thing
About my wants and needs
So don't be judging me
'cause i'll drop you to you knees
I proffer to walk alone
Down every dusty road
I carry my own load
So you know son
Longnecks and rednecks are my friends
Wind-bobby whiskey make a perfect blend
You know i'm coming to your town
Somebody pour me another round of 'em
Longnecks and rednecks
(longnecks and rednecks)
I ain't no preacher man
I am who i am
I got a bible in my hand
I'm a drinkin' man
Longnecks and rednecks are my friends
Wind-bobby whiskey make a perfect blend
You know i'm coming to your town
Somebody pour me another round of 'em
Longnecks and rednecks
(longnecks and rednecks)
I'm a creek swing
Moon shine sipping
Beer drinkin'
Beer skinnin'
Johnny cash listening
Longnecks and rednecks
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