Down here we drink and party all night
I told her follow the smoke as she tore through the pines
We like our whiskey with coke and our wine off a vine
Just some country-ass folks trying to have a good time
Where the corn still grows and the stars still shine
It ain't no city lights, girl, that won't do it, you see
You need some red dirt, hard work, company
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
(Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah)
She said, we'll see where it goes, so I drove for a while
And then turned up some Jones on the radio dial
Then the whiskey and smoke on my draw made her smile
'Cause she was falling in love in a short country mile
It ain't no city lights, girl, that won't do it, you see
You need some red dirt, hard work, company
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
She didn't want to ride, now she don't want to live
Bonfires and whiskey nights, now she knows just what she needs
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
(Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah)
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
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Down here we drink and party all night
I told her follow the smoke as she tore through the pines
We like our whiskey with coke and our wine off a vine
Just some country-ass folks trying to have a good time
Where the corn still grows and the stars still shine
It ain't no city lights, girl, that won't do it, you see
You need some red dirt, hard work, company
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
(Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah)
She said, we'll see where it goes, so I drove for a while
And then turned up some Jones on the radio dial
Then the whiskey and smoke on my draw made her smile
'Cause she was falling in love in a short country mile
It ain't no city lights, girl, that won't do it, you see
You need some red dirt, hard work, company
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
She didn't want to ride, now she don't want to live
Bonfires and whiskey nights, now she knows just what she needs
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
(Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah)
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
I told her follow the smoke as she tore through the pines
We like our whiskey with coke and our wine off a vine
Just some country-ass folks trying to have a good time
Where the corn still grows and the stars still shine
It ain't no city lights, girl, that won't do it, you see
You need some red dirt, hard work, company
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
(Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah)
She said, we'll see where it goes, so I drove for a while
And then turned up some Jones on the radio dial
Then the whiskey and smoke on my draw made her smile
'Cause she was falling in love in a short country mile
It ain't no city lights, girl, that won't do it, you see
You need some red dirt, hard work, company
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
She didn't want to ride, now she don't want to live
Bonfires and whiskey nights, now she knows just what she needs
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Welcome to the hell-raising heart of the damn South, yeah
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Raise your cup, bunch the trucks, gather round down here
(Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah)
Down here we drink beer and get loud, yeah
Writer: Eddie Eberle, Jay Webb
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC