So soak it all up, let it sink in Crank it up loud, all the way to ten Raise your cup to the sky Tip 'em back to friends and let your party lights shine On top of the world in the back of a truck Livin' like the sun ain't comin' back up Need a buddy

You find out who your friends are Somebody's gonna drop everything Run out and crank up their car Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far.' They just show on up with their big old heart You find out who you're friends are Hit the

Wanna get it jacked up yeah Let's crank it on up yeah With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a truck yeah We can love it on up yeah 'Til the sun comes up yeah And if you think this life I love is a little too country If you like it up loud

That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds

The way she crank it up The way she cranks it up She might not be the one you see in a magazine She might not be the one you fantasize in your dream She’s the only girl left in the world that can guarantee what you need tonight With my G's and we riding

Crank it up and make these big wheels roll I wanna feel that ocean breeze that's got me wrapped around it's fingers I wanna hear a southern drawl and every word that lingers I need a Sunday morning song by a just got baptized singer I been away too long,

Being an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks Money grows in rows And if it don't you've gone broke We crank it up, down here We get loud, down here The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks Our side of the barbed wire We hang out

"Ha oh ho, aw, play something country." Crank up the band, play the steel guitar. Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar. Threw back a shot, yelled "I'm a George Strait junkie." "Ha oh ho, play something country." Yes, she blew through the door like

(Raised on country music) I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my Honky Tonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I

Oh I got the boys And the band And a one night stand Waiting on us down the road We're gonna load it in Crank it to 10 And off to another show And then it's back to my baby for A couple days