Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Out Crowd, artist - Gord BamfordDate of issue: 18.01.2018
Song language: English
The Out Crowd |
| I like cruising with my sweet thing |
| While my buds are all out fishing |
| Population 1104 |
| Drinking hard so we didnt' get bored |
| Tailgating at the corner store |
| Chasing beers, shots of whiskey |
| We were into the out crowd |
| Pick a spot way outta town |
| Where the music couldn’t get too loud |
| And the party lasted all night long |
| Truck man dancing with the harvest moon |
| Spreading some love, steal a kiss or two |
| Raising hell like good outlaws do |
| We were into the out crowd |
| Gravel pits and dirty back roads |
| Skinny dipping in the river shores |
| Growing up knows |
| How to keep |
| Put your finger on in the old map |
| There’s a million brains it’s just like that |
| We’re the out crowders, we’re ain’t sad |
| For a bunch of small town rebels |
| We were into the out crowd |
| Pick a spot way outta town |
| Where the music couldn’t get too loud |
| And the party lasted all night long |
| Truck man dancing with the harvest moon |
| Spreading some love, steal a kiss or two |
| Raising hell like good outlaws do |
| We were into the out crowd |
| Truck man dancing with the harvest moon |
| Spreading some love, steal a kiss or two |
| Raising hell like good outlaws do |
| We were into the out crowd |
| Raising hell like good outlaws do |
| We were into the out crowd |
| Get it done boys, yessir |