Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 'bout to Go Down, artist - The Lacs. Album song Nothing in Particular II, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 12.11.2020
Record label: Average Joes Entertainment
Song language: English
'bout to Go Down |
| Another weekend coming, got me running to the |
| but I’ll be probably coming back for more |
| That’s just the way we get down, so hop in the truck |
| Get up in, get a grip, just in case we get some mud |
| Got that cooler full of something in the back |
| When we kick it gotta sip it |
| Gotta give it all you got with that girl that you kinda like |
| Man there’s something 'bout the southern women sitting by the fire |
| Got them country boys showing off, hop up in the truck |
| And let their bass noise |
| And turn the volume button up and get to dancing with some |
| We all drunk, nothing but some country fun |
| So keep it moving, keep it going, keep that bonfire smoking |
| Have a ball with your friends, it never ends is what I’m hoping |
| If you ever pass by and see a party going on |
| Park your ride and come and join us, we ain’t doing nothing wrong |
| Out on the edge of town |
| Where we all gather round |
| Bumping that southern sound |
| It’s about to go down |
| Drink a few beers with my friends |
| Nights like like this I wish would never end |
| So next week we gon' do it again |
| It’s about to go down |
| Five o’clock, it’s a wrap, 'bout to hit that beer tap |
| Jump in the truck and fire it up before the boss can call me back |
| Load the cooler, tear it down, county line, we hit it out |
| a little spot way outside the edge of town |
| I never liked the city life or rolling through them city lights |
| It’s a pity when a country boy gets all citified |
| Pretty soon he’ll lose his ways just to keep them bills paid |
| He’ll think about it day to day and then forget the way he was raised |
| So leave that job and tell your boss just get lost |
| Turn off your texts and GPS and tell them all to hold your calls |
| Firing up that bonfire, lighting up the whole sky |
| Sitting around, reminiscing, talking 'bout them old times |
| So hide on out and ride it out just like this |
| And your good timing friends would never let you forget |
| How you was raised up and came up on them stomping grounds |
| So come on now 'cause this bout to go down |
| Out on the edge of town |
| Where we all gather round |
| Bumping that southern sound |
| It’s about to go down |
| Drink a few beers with my friends |
| Nights like like this I wish would never end |
| So next week we gon' do it again |
| It’s about to go down |