Lyrics It Ain't Over Yet - Charlie Farley

It Ain't Over Yet

See the truck take a photo, I’m 'bout to go pogo
Four by four deep or keep it on the low low
If I get this truck stuck, I won’t need a tow rope
Too deep to see somebody bring me a tug boat
Now I’m bolo, fifth in my Solo
Lord of the Skoal rings, redneck Frodo
Filmin' with the GoPro, got a little go go
Juice in my cup, touchin' it is a no no
When I’m inside I ain’t ever ridin' solo
This ain’t the city life boy, we keep it down in slo-mo
On a big hill, hill hoppin' like I’m loco
I ain’t from Oklahoma but I like I’m in Poteau
This is for the nights we won’t remember
Chillin' with the friends we won’t forget
Yeah, and we are down for whatever
Long as we’re alive it ain’t over yet
This is for the nights we won’t remember
Chillin' with the friends we won’t forget
Yeah, and we are down for whatever
Long as we’re alive it ain’t over yet
Loaded down with ammo, everyone in camo
Smokin' Marlboro’s 'cause we ain’t ever seen a camel
Deadlier than Rambo, if I fly off the handle
Yeah, we in a field but this here ain’t Lambeau
So get your banjo, and your tambo
-rine ringin' for these girls goin' commando
Leave ya Lambo Bo, bring ya aloe
Rub the farmers tan down, down to the nano
Come here in your flannels, leave in your sandals
It’s an all night thang, drank 'til you can’t go
Higher than soprano minus the piano
You don’t believe me then you need to come and get a handful
It ain’t over yet
It ain’t over yet
Nah, it ain’t over yet
It ain’t, it ain’t, over yet
This is for the nights we won’t remember
Chillin' with the friends we won’t forget
Yeah, and we are down for whatever
Long as we’re alive it ain’t over yet
This is for the nights we won’t remember
Chillin' with the friends we won’t forget
Yeah, and we are down for whatever
Long as we’re alive it ain’t over yet
This is a night we’ll never remember
Biggest party around and our town ain’t on the map
Chillin' with friends we’ll never forget
So when I go missin' you ought to know where I’m at
We’re in the back of a field in the back of a truck
With tobacco stacked in a pile and a lap filled with a jug
That has enough shine up in it to get an Irish town drunk
Even Survivorman would phone a friend to pick his ass up
This is for the nights we won’t remember
Chillin' with the friends we won’t forget
Yeah, and we are down for whatever
Long as we’re alive it ain’t over yet
This is for the nights we won’t remember
Chillin' with the friends we won’t forget
Yeah, and we are down for whatever
Long as we’re alive it ain’t over yet