Barn Dance Songtext

Brothers of tradition/take to the night/with a handle of whiskey/and a heart of pride/they're up to no good/momma can't keep them home/their eyes are running red/you better hold on..

They walk up in the club/and to no one's suprise/they see a little blonde hair/and they were ready to fight..

Your man ain't gonna matter/when he's laying outside/and his blood runs cold/down my pocket knife/needless to say/it was time to go/she said "where we goin'?"/WE said we're taking you home..

So they swerved down the street/up to the double wide/you'd think that she was scared but/she was ready to ride/so they hurried on in/through the mud and the rain/and it wasn't to long/till they left the train..

At the end of the track/I guess she had her fill/well they did too/as they left her still/laying dead on the bed/at the end of the night/they say the south is dirty/well they were right..

They say the south is dirty/well they were right..
They say the south is dirty/well it is tonight..

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