Song Lyrics

Trade in the moonlight for a mirror ball spinning
Two dollar High Life's, it's the high life that we're living
Leaving the cornfield for a little slice of concrete
Dragging the mud, gonna dirty up Main Street

Cross county lines (cross county lines)
Just for the night (just for the night)
Do it how we like (do it how we like)
Yeah, aye, aye, aye

Slow rolling into town, throw on the four way flashers
Don't need no Uber baby, gonna ride in on these tractors
Talking like crazy, in our Luccheses
We're going out tonight, gonna take this country downtown

Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire
Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire

Straight up to the front door, valet up this John Deere
No velvet rope gonna keep us from a cold beer
They never seen so much camo on the dance floor
Now we don't blend in, but that ain't what we came for

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Slow rolling into town, throw on the four way flashers
Don't need no Uber baby, gonna ride in on these tractors
Talking like crazy, in our Luccheses
We're going out tonight, gonna take this country downtown

Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire
Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire

Backwoods to your backstreet
Moonshine in your fancy drink
Hillbilly and your Billie Jean
Yeah, that's what we bring

Slow rolling into town, throw on the four way flashers
Don't need no Uber baby, gonna ride in on these tractors
Talking like crazy, in our Luccheses
We're going out tonight, gonna take this country downtown

Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire
Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire
Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire
Light it up, light it up, light it up like a bonfire

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David Thomson, Patricia Conroy, Tim Hicks