Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Farr
Tyler Farr
Vocals
Colt Ford
Colt Ford
Vocals
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass
Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
Keyboards
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
B. James Lowry
B. James Lowry
Acoustic Guitar
Troy Lancaster
Troy Lancaster
Electric Guitar
Julian King
Julian King
Background Vocals
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Jim Catino
Jim Catino
Background Vocals
Whitney Farr
Whitney Farr
Background Vocals
Haley Mclemore
Haley Mclemore
Background Vocals
Risha Rodgers
Risha Rodgers
Background Vocals
Ben Maki
Ben Maki
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Songwriter
Craig Wiseman
Craig Wiseman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julian King
Julian King
Co-Producer
Jim Catino
Jim Catino
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Map dots, parking lots Honky-tonks, fields, and back roads They come alive on Friday nights Don't shut down 'til that rooster crows It's just some rural route rockin' I don't ever see it stopping Got them good old boys hoppin' oh yeah And they're spending every dollar Make 'em hoop, and make 'em holler, woo hoo It's how we do it up in here Chicks, trucks, and beer Tan lines, straight pipes Longneck bottles iced down That's all you need That's the recipe to do it up big in a little town It's just some rural route rockin' I don't ever see it stopping Got them good old boys hoppin' oh yeah And they're spending every dollar Make 'em hoop, and make 'em holler, woo hoo It's how we do it up in here Chicks, trucks, and beer Colt ford, tell 'em how we roll Short skirts, chrome, and dirt Long legs, pony kegs Loving on a tailgate Friday night, I can't wait It's just some rural route rockin' I don't ever see it stopping Got them good old boys hoppin' oh yeah And they're spending every dollar Make 'em hoop, and make 'em holler, woo hoo It's how we do it up in here Chicks, trucks, and beer Chicks, trucks, and beer If you get the chicks, then you got the trucks And you got beer, then you got others You can't have fear son, if you want speed Now where we come from this is all we need Them chicks, trucks, and beer It's how we do around here every night Chicks, trucks and beer We keep it country, but we keep it real tight Chicks, trucks, and beer That's all we know Chicks, trucks, and beer Come on, Farr, let's take it down the dirt road Ice cold beer, come on They done let country come to town, y'all Or maybe town came to country CTB
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Craig Wiseman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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