We're farmers sons and preacher' boys
A small town with big toys
Call us fools or call us brave
But rainy nights we parade
In four-wheel drives
With girls in jeans too tight
Ain't no dry dirt, there ain't no dust...we

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Got mud, no fear, bocephus, cold beer
We bounce, we slide, we sing while we ride
We don't like paved streets, asphalt, or concrete
Got mud?
Yeha, we got mud.

We've spent days at the lake
Kickin' back soakin' rays
A sun burn it ain't no fun
I'll trade a day in the sun
For a good down pour
That's what we're prayin' for
We know every time it rains on us...we

CHORUS

A good down pour
Thats what we're prayin' for
We know every time it rains on us...we

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