"My Town" lyrics
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
Demun Jones from the muddy south
Highway 11 with the Creek behind the house
Anywhere you turn hear guns bust loud
Hard work, hard play, yeah, that's what we about
I love them country girls, we call them Dixie dimes
And when I'm in the club, yeah they play it every time
And I ain't talking cute, I'm talking bout fine
Ain't never seen a thing until you've seen mine
And then she gets loud with her hands in the air
When the music turned up like she just don't care
The boys pulled the jar out and passed it around
She turned straight up, drank the whole thing down
Bar closed down, we took it to the pasture
A hundred rednecks, 99 of them plaster
And that sounds dumb in the 478
Straight from the heart of Georgia, and we're staying up late (Come on!)
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
Got a Deere, it's big enough to hide guns inside
Don't need a 'frigerator, all the food is alive
Got a ride big enough to haul around the fellas
Got a wardrobe that'll make Uncle Si jealous
Can't call it duck quite as good as Willie
But I got a right hook that'll knock your ass silly
Alpha type male, hillbilly maniac
I've been to jail one time and I ain't going back
So we lay back low back in the back woods
Minding our biz and we try to act good
Yeah, 'cause that's the way we was raised
And by the way, yeah we're setting the way (Come on!)
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
All the girls get done up
Get bar tatted, let it run up
Let's stomp it all night till the sun up
Crank it up past 11 till I'm turn up
All the girls get done up
Get bar tatted, let it run up
Let's stomp it all night till the sun up
Crank it up past 11 till I'm turn up
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
Demun Jones from the muddy south
Highway 11 with the Creek behind the house
Anywhere you turn hear guns bust loud
Hard work, hard play, yeah, that's what we about
I love them country girls, we call them Dixie dimes
And when I'm in the club, yeah they play it every time
And I ain't talking cute, I'm talking bout fine
Ain't never seen a thing until you've seen mine
And then she gets loud with her hands in the air
When the music turned up like she just don't care
The boys pulled the jar out and passed it around
She turned straight up, drank the whole thing down
Bar closed down, we took it to the pasture
A hundred rednecks, 99 of them plaster
And that sounds dumb in the 478
Straight from the heart of Georgia, and we're staying up late (Come on!)
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
Got a Deere, it's big enough to hide guns inside
Don't need a 'frigerator, all the food is alive
Got a ride big enough to haul around the fellas
Got a wardrobe that'll make Uncle Si jealous
Can't call it duck quite as good as Willie
But I got a right hook that'll knock your ass silly
Alpha type male, hillbilly maniac
I've been to jail one time and I ain't going back
So we lay back low back in the back woods
Minding our biz and we try to act good
Yeah, 'cause that's the way we was raised
And by the way, yeah we're setting the way (Come on!)
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
All the girls get done up
Get bar tatted, let it run up
Let's stomp it all night till the sun up
Crank it up past 11 till I'm turn up
All the girls get done up
Get bar tatted, let it run up
Let's stomp it all night till the sun up
Crank it up past 11 till I'm turn up
Big guns, loud pipes
Get wild, let's fight
Truck beds, ice down
Jones county, my town
Country girls, my type
Dixie dimes, just right
Crank it up, get loud
Throw it down all night
Writer(s): Jared Sciullo, Justin Spillner, Matthew David Jones
