♪ Yeah, here’s to the boys back
home ♪
♪ Drinking dirt road beers on a
Friday night ♪
♪ Yeah, I’m wishing I was with
y’all ♪
♪ Singing them old songs ♪
♪ Trucks circled up ‘round a
farm fire ♪
♪ Let’s go ♪
♪ To the ones keeping that dirt
on their Carhartt ♪
♪ Yeah, heading to the bank to
cash that work hard ♪
♪ To the ones pushing that
needle in the red in a diesel ♪
♪ They my kinda people,
underneath them stars ♪
♪ Down in Georgia ♪
♪ Yeah, I got one for ya ♪
♪ Yeah here’s to the boys back
home ♪
♪ Drinking dirt road beers on a
Friday night ♪
♪ Yeah, I’m wishing I was with
y’all ♪
♪ Singing them old songs ♪
♪ Trucks circled up ‘round a
farm fire ♪
♪ Putting paint on that small
town ♪
♪ Turning dirt into them dust
clouds ♪
♪ Hell yeah, it’s been too long♪
♪ This one right here’s to the
boys back home ♪
♪ I know you’re holding that
hometown down ♪
♪ Doing nothing to do like
nobody does ♪
♪ I know I can’t be right there
right now ♪
♪ But Lord knows I’m wishing I
was ♪
♪ Yeah, so I’m gonna raise one
up ♪
♪ Here’s to the boys back home ♪
♪ Drinking dirt road beers on a
Friday night ♪
♪ Yeah, I’m wishing I was with
y’all ♪
♪ Singing them old songs ♪
♪ Trucks circled up ‘round a
farm fire ♪
♪ Putting paint on that small
town ♪
♪ Turning dirt into them dust
clouds ♪
♪ Hell yeah, it’s been too long♪
♪ This one right here’s to the
boys back home ♪
♪ To the boys back home ♪
♪ Yeah, here’s to the boys back
home ♪
♪ Drinking dirt road beers on a
Friday night ♪
♪ Yeah, I’m wishing I was with
y’all ♪
♪ Singing them old songs ♪
♪ Trucks circled up ‘round a
farm fire ♪
♪ Putting paint on that small
town ♪
♪ Turning dirt into them dust
clouds ♪
♪ Hell yeah, it’s been too long♪
♪ This one right here’s to the
boys back home ♪
♪ Yeah this one right here’s to
the boys back home ♪