| It took me and four of my buddies
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| Half the night to pull out my truck
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| I stood there and proclaimed everybody
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| It’s the last time I’ll mess with this mud
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| The boys they all grinned and two nights from then
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| I did it again just one more time
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| Even I swore that I’d lost my mind
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| But I turned right around and just like a fool
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| Did what any old country boy’d do, I did it again
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| I took my first sip of cold beer
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| And tried not to spit it back up
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| I set it back down on that tailgate
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| Told myself I’d had enough
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| Then like a real man I took hold of that can
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| And I did it again just one more time
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| Even I swore that I’d lost my mind
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| But I turned right around and just like a fool
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| Did what any old country boy’d do, I did it again
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| I guess, I’m a slow learner, I ought to know better
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| Than to do what I do, but I aren’t no quitter
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| The other night we got a little rowdy
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| I woke up with one eye swole shut
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| Yeah, things got out of hand at that party
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| I said, «That's it, it’s 'bout time I grow up»
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| But that next weekend, I called all my friends
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| And I did it again just one more time
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| Even I swore that I’d lost my mind
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| But I turned right around and just like a fool
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| Did what any old country boy’d do
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| Yeah, what any old country boy’d do
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| I did it again, I did it again
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| I done, done it again, I did it again |