Tailgates & tanlines LYRICS: It flows underneath the 32 bridge, And cuts through the heart of South Georgia. Big copperheads and mean wild pigs, And gators in the weeds waitin' for ya. I leave my own in the truck, I leave my truck at the road My four-wheeler gets me where I wanna go I leave the world behind, I pull my hat down low, Get back to my roots, by a full moon glow I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp And a catfish line going - pam pam An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song. So if you're looking for me, don't even bother When I get my feet in that Muckalee creek water. Daddy brought me down here when I was a kid Taught me how to bait a crawfish basket. From the time I was old enough to walk He had me running down squirrels and rabbits. I feel right at home in this neck of the woods If this was all I had, I'd be living good So let the stock market do what it's gonna do Let the dollar go down and gas over the roof I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp And a catfish line going - pam pam An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song. So if you're looking for me, don't even bother When I get my feet in that Muckalee creek water. I'm free, and I'm me Being everything that I wanna be Nobody chucking with ...
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