| A caravan of KCs cuttin' through the dust
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| Red clay stained from the 35's up
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| AC/DC maxin' out the subs
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| Lightnin' in a bottle, gettin' thunderstruck
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| No, you never had to wonder who it was
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| You were either one of them or one of us
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| We put the fire in the stones, raisin' in the hell
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| Put the pedal to the gas, rebel in the yell
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| Made a double dog dare out of no trespass
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| Saw the light in a hardwood pew in the back
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| Put the wild in the hair, prayer in the sky
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| Hail Mary leanin' in, kissin' her that night
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| Put the shootin' in the stars, the buzz in the sippin'
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| Battle in the scars and the life in the livin'
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| Turnin' turn rows into all night long
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| Toughin' through a whiskey mixed way too strong
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| We were more than just FM singin' along
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| Yeah we were livin' out every word to them country songs
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| We put the fire in the stones, raisin' in the hell
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| Put the pedal to the gas, rebel in the yell
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| Made a double dog dare out of no trespass
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| Saw the light in a hardwood pew in the back
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| Put the wild in the hair, prayer in the sky
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| Hail Mary leanin' in, kissin' her that night
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| Put the shootin' in the stars, the buzz in the sippin'
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| Battle in the scars and the life in the livin'
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| Put the scuffs in them boots, holes in them jeans
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| Redline wide open into everything
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| We put the fire in the stones, raisin' in the hell
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| Put the pedal to the gas, rebel in the yell
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| Made a double dog dare out of no trespass
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| Saw the light in a hardwood pew in the back
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| Put the wild in the hair, prayer in the sky
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| Hail Mary leanin' in, kissin' her that night
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| Put the shootin' in the stars, the buzz in the sippin'
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| Battle in the scars and the life in the livin'
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| Yeah we put the life in the livin'
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| A caravan of KCs cuttin' through the dust
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| Life in the livin' |