| Way on down to southern Alabama
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| With the guitars jammin’that’s where we’re headed
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| Straight up to Butte, Montana singin’Lord I was born a ramblin’man
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| California to Oregon
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| Even New York City got one or two hillbillies ready to hit the road
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| It’s a brother and a sister kinda thang
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| Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang with
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| Me and my gang
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| We live to ride, we ride to live
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| Me and my gang
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| Jump on that train
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| Grab a hold of them reigns
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| We gonna rock this thang, cock this thang
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| Me and my gang
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| We got hippies, gypsies, freaks and geeks
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| High class women in Daisy Duke denim
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| Bangin’on gongs and singin’our songs
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| Dude named Elrod jammin’on an Ipod
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| Beer and bonfires
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| Wide open throttle, Coors in a bottle
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| It’s all for one and ONE FOR ALL YA’LL
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| It’s a brother and a sister kinda thang
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| Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang with
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| With me and my gang
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| We live to ride, we ride to live
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| Me and my gang
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| Jump on that train
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| Grab a hold of them reigns
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| We gonna rock this thang, cock this thang
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| Me and my gang |