.Hey man, toss me a cold one
We wear cowboy boots and wrangled jeans. Caught the fish, bout everything. Trucks are loud, beers are cold. Like to raise hell off and on the road. West Virginia to Caroline, down the bergys south Georgia's line, there's a few down there just like me. No matter where.
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