Saturday for the Boys

Yeah, where all my back road boys at?

Lyin' in the woods, waitin' on that buck

Or in the swamp, chasin' ducks. Or

12 beers deep, stuck in the mud.

Or out ridin' dirt roads, girls by your side

Treatin' every day like a weekend, yeah,

Good ole white trash, southern men, no lie

Country boys, let me hear you say it!

Makin' memories, ya, that’s what we’re all bout

Old trucks, new stories, burnin’ through the night

Hangin' with my kinfolk, and good friends everything’s alright

From the creek to the city, you know how we roll

Life’s simple, honest, and it feeds our soul

Gritter on the driveway, moms on the porch

Y’all know how we do, this is our sort of sport

Raise a glass, let it overflow

Friday, Saturday, let the good times go

No matter where you from, or who you know

It's the same old song, same old boys

Fuck it, it's Saturday!

Saturday, it’s for the boys

Raise your glass, make some noise

Country life, and we love it

Good times, yeah, we live it

Country boys, let me hear you say!

It’s Saturday, yeah, we tipsy

From sunset till dawn, till the stars ain't out

Got the whole town buzzin’, that’s what it’s about

Mud on the tires, dirt on our hands

Real hardhold, the down-home brand

Yeah, where all my back road boys at?

Weekend warriors, never takin’ a nap

Just good ole country men, livin’ free

Saturday’s ours, just you wait and see and be easy with that mouth or you will get that ass of yours beat