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We're farmers sons and preacher' boys A small town with big toys Call us fools or call us brave But rainy nights we parade In four-wheel drives With girls in jeans too tight Ain't no dry dirt, there ain't no dust...we CHORUS Got mud, no fear, bocephus, cold beer We bounce, we slide, we sing while we ride We don't like paved streets, asphalt, or concrete Got mud? Yeha, we got mud. We've spent days at the lake Kickin' back soakin' rays A sun burn it ain't no fun I'll trade a day in the sun For a good down pour That's what we're prayin' for We know every time it rains on us...we CHORUS A good down pour Thats what we're prayin' for We know every time it rains on us...we CHORUS X2 |