Brantley Gilbert
See you and me riding like bonnie and clyde rolling 95' burning down 129' yeah, looking for the law while I push my luck
Bottoms up by Brantley Gilbert
We done circled up them four wheel drives, stackin pallets to the sky, we got all you want to drink, a tank of gasoline and, baby all I need is a light
Firet' up Brantley Gilbert
Somebody better call the law we done took it outside were about to brawl, o' man done put his hands on a woman where I come from son the next thing comin is an, - whoopin in the parkin lot about to drop this fool right in front of the cops and I ain't gonna run, i'm proud of what i've done
Read me my Rights, Brantley Gilbert
Welcome to the home of the hillbilly yeah baby it's the land of barbed wire and moonshine whisky, park your car before you get it stuck go on grab you a beer and get on up in the truck it's going down tonight it's all on me it's B-Y-O-B and I got all you need, yeah boy i'm bout to show me a city slicker, how to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on
Kick it in the sticks, Brantley Gilbert
Lost my breath when I saw you take your first, my whole world stopped like that, and I ain't the crying type but I just saw your eyes and words just can't describe what I see, you look just like me, yeah
The Man That Hung The Moon, Brantley Gilbert