All you gotta do is swag Get your hands up if you out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah If you were more like an out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah All you gotta do is read the signs The exit is to the right, I don't know your name

No, we ain't gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it anymore We're right (yeah) We're free (yeah) We'll fight (yeah) You'll see (yeah) We're not gonna take it

Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life So what we cause a little trouble? So what we don't sleep tonight? Oh, baby, I promise you your daddy's gon' be alright Gonna be alright Poor boy, rich

So yeahyeah we're going down YeahYeah we're going down Everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going YeahYeah, we're going down So yeahyeah, we're going down (All the right friends, in all the right places They got all the right moves in all the right places So

Yeah, we're one big country nation, that's right On two thousand country stations We work in the factories and the fields Assembly lines and coal mines and the steel mills That's what we do but there's more to us than that If you want to know who we are

Yeah so far it's alright, alright baby x4 YeahYeah so far it's alright, alright baby YeahYeah, it's the way we are We were smoking by eleven and knocking 'round town Beat 'em ups on my arm We were never good at selling Couldn't cut down And I stay with my father

If you were born again tomorrow I wouldn't live my life any other way Would you live your life like yesterday? Yeah, you don't have to look back to see where we are The future's looking brighter than a handful of stars Would you relive every moment?

Say it loud and clear For the whole wide world to hear I got the right To make up my mind So turn up the drum YeahYeah, we must have different shoes on We're marching to a different beat So baby put your boots on Keep marching to a different beat

It's all about tonight Good times and the music and laughing and grooving to the band Everybody's getting right No worries, we're rocking all kinds of concoctions in our hands YeahYeah tomorrow can wait 'til tomorrow Don't bother telling me what I got coming

Though I'm tryin' not to right now I miss you, yeah I miss you, oh I do I miss you, yeah I miss you Just to remind myself Of how good it is And I know we're not supposed to talk But I'm getting ahead of myself I get scared when we're not 'Cause I'm