Lyrics

VERSE 1:
It's a Friday night game in a southern town
Yeah, the boys played well--we wrote a 'W' down
The ref blows his whistle as the game is ending
The whole town goes to bed--but for us--the night is just beginning

Everybody knows that my folks aint home
So take a left at the light and the third dirt road

Chorus:
Ohhh
Buckle in my friend 'cause it's gonna get wild
Oohh
And we got enough white lightnin' to keep it going all night
The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
Ohhh
And we turn the moonshine up when the sun goes down

VERSE 2:
There's an ice cold keg sittin' on the porch outside
And we get the bonfire blazin' as the first car of ladies arrive
They're dressed to the nines but look like tens
Ya know these southern girls they sure can dance
But if you see my little sister--ya best keep those hands to yourself

Everybody knows that my folks aint home
So take a left at the light and the third dirt road

--CHORUS--

BRIDGE:
The CB radio cracks at dawn
Cops are on the way, someone called the law
The CB radio cracks at dawn . this aint good at all
The dispatch says that they blocked the road
So we tore through the fence and took the long way home