Amy Lepard - Dry County (feat. Andrea DeSpain) Lyrics

Main Street on a Friday night
A U-turn at the last red light
Everybody talking how we won the game in the last four seconds, time to celebrate
We had cokes, smokes, and an empty flask
A bunch of good kids trying to act real bad
27 minutes to the county line
A fake ID to get some booze for a while
It was a dry county
Tumbleweeds and small town talk
It was a dry county, pumpjacks and prairie dogs
We learned to laugh and we learned to love
How to pray to the man above
All the while we thought we were drownin
In that dry county
Girlfriends fightin over guys
Boyfriends telling little white lies
Driving Mustangs and making out
To a George Street song, singing too loud
It was a dry county
Tumbleweeds and small town talk
It was a dry county, pumpjacks and prairie dogs
We learned to laugh and we learned to love
How to pray to the man above
All the while we thought we were drownin
In that dry county
Most of us just couldn't wait to leave
Ain't it funny
How we're right back here, raising our families
In this dry county, tumbleweeds and small town talk
It this dry county, pumpjacks and prairie dogs
We learned to laugh and we learned to love
How to pray to the man above
All the while we thought we were drownin
In that dry county
(Yeah)
In this dry county
(Oh)
In this dry county