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Up Right Video (MV)




Performed By: Josh Gallagher
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Monica Corley




Josh Gallagher - Up Right Lyrics




I been known to keep the cooler cold some nights
Knock em back until I ain't so upright
When it gets in my veins
Start buzzing like the strings on an upright that's right
Sleep it off then I get up right
Before the sun and get to watchin that sunrise
Jump in the truck, I'm bustin my butt
Til I get off and back to living it up right

Cans in the sky, lighters in the night
Embers on a Seminole wind
Jeeps jacked high on dirty 39s
Speakers screaming louder than ten
We're them back forty muddy toy
Red white and blue boys
Letting Old Glory fly
I was born for the muck
Pouring corn in my cup
Thank the Lord I's raised up right

Friday Baby loves to get buck wild
Letting it down until she does her hair up right
For Sunday morning in the pew
Mama singing hallelu standing upright that's right
Granny tickling the ivories of the upright
After the sermon she'll be serving that home style
Chicken and rolls, one for the road
Filling your belly and your heavy soul upright...like

Cans in the sky, lighters in the night
Embers on a Seminole wind
Jeeps jacked high on dirty 39s
Speakers screaming louder than ten
We're them back forty muddy toy
Red white blue boys
Letting Old Glory fly
I was born for the muck
Pouring corn in my cup
Thank the Lord I's raised up right
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English

I been known to keep the cooler cold some nights
Knock em back until I ain't so upright
When it gets in my veins
Start buzzing like the strings on an upright that's right
Sleep it off then I get up right
Before the sun and get to watchin that sunrise
Jump in the truck, I'm bustin my butt
Til I get off and back to living it up right

Cans in the sky, lighters in the night
Embers on a Seminole wind
Jeeps jacked high on dirty 39s
Speakers screaming louder than ten
We're them back forty muddy toy
Red white and blue boys
Letting Old Glory fly
I was born for the muck
Pouring corn in my cup
Thank the Lord I's raised up right

Friday Baby loves to get buck wild
Letting it down until she does her hair up right
For Sunday morning in the pew
Mama singing hallelu standing upright that's right
Granny tickling the ivories of the upright
After the sermon she'll be serving that home style
Chicken and rolls, one for the road
Filling your belly and your heavy soul upright...like

Cans in the sky, lighters in the night
Embers on a Seminole wind
Jeeps jacked high on dirty 39s
Speakers screaming louder than ten
We're them back forty muddy toy
Red white blue boys
Letting Old Glory fly
I was born for the muck
Pouring corn in my cup
Thank the Lord I's raised up right
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Writer: Monica Corley
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