Verse 1
Sun goin’ down on a Friday night
Dust on boots and a Bud Light
Pickup hummin’ like a six-string band
Small town heat got the whole place jammed
Girls in cutoffs, boys in ball caps
Speakers thumpin’ in the bed of the truck
Yeah the week was long but we made it through
Now it’s all gas, no brakes, just us
Pre-Chorus
Hands up, drinks high
Let that bass line shake the sky
CHORUS (BIG HOOK)
Turn it country loud, crank that dial
Windows down, let it run wild
Sing it wrong, sing it proud
If it rattles the ground, turn it up right now
Yeah we ain’t here to keep it low
We’re here to steal the show
From the holler to the crowd
Turn it country loud
Verse 2
Red solo cup full of summertime
Barefoot dancin’ on a dirt road line
Fire glowin’, stars leanin’ in
Every song hittin’ like an old best friend
Shot of whiskey, shot of truth
Laugh so hard you lose your boots
Every mile, every mile
Feels like this night might last a while
Pre-Chorus
No worries, no rules
Just a little wild runnin’ loose
CHORUS
Turn it country loud, crank that dial
Windows down, let it run wild
Sing it wrong, sing it proud
If it rattles the ground, turn it up right now
Yeah we ain’t here to keep it low
We’re here to steal the show
From the holler to the crowd
Turn it country loud
POST-CHORUS (CHANT – CROWD PART)
Hey! Hey! Turn it up now
Hey! Hey! Turn it country loud
Bridge (Breakdown → Build)
One more song, one more round
One more memory we’ll talk about
Tomorrow comes, but not tonight
Right now feels just right
(Drop everything but drums — then explode)
FINAL CHORUS (DOUBLE)
Turn it country loud, crank that dial
Windows down, let it run wild
Sing it wrong, sing it proud
If it rattles the ground, turn it up right now
Yeah we ain’t here to keep it low
We’re here to steal the show
From the holler to the crowd
Turn it country loud
OUTRO (CHANT + FADE)
Hey! Hey! Turn it up now
Hey! Hey! Turn it country loud
Yeah turn it… country… loud
BigZ
