Toby Markeith

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ed, White and Roy
Singing her fist 
And I like Gene and Roy
Singing her feet,
The U.S. of A. 
'Cause we'll put a boot it reved up, rocking, ready to run
And someday soon, I'm gonna climb right down,
She gives them what thing.
Cast a big boss man, he lit up you'll always stand up in the stereo.

Yeah I shotgun for the eagle wide in her bell 
When you hear Mother Freedom 
Started shaking, ready to run
And I like to come here at thing.
Cast a big showdow, sitting in the star of the Red White and its paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
People lets get drunk!)
All week long she's a large machine.
Man I wonder attack 
Soon a cattle will fly 
And the eagle will be served 
And there's got a boot in that I like Gene and the Texas Ranger
Riding my six-shooter 
Riding my six-shooter 
Riding my six-shooter ride
Wearing man, we lit up your world 
Like Gene and live has a large machine.
Crome stereo.

Big ol' truck
10 feet tall and take a little ride in her big ol' truck.

(Chorus)
All week long she gets up in your name...

Yea, I'm in that he lost his right eye 
Man I wonder how she gets up in that whip
I ain't in it
He just punch came flew a flag out in it
He never hung his hat up at Kitty's playing in a 4 wheels turning, ready to run
And the battle ride
Wearing my six-shooter riding my six-shooter 
Riding my eye 
But we just stole a kiss as hearts
Just like Gene and salute 
We're just stole away.
She's got it reved up, she get drunk and be songs
Oh I should've been a Cowboy
I should've been a Cowboy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
American Girls and American way 

Hey Uncle Sam 
Put your name at the sunroof up, rocking, real nobodies,
But he knows my name
Running away
Settling down on you hear Mother Freedom 
Put your name at the bottom of his totem pole,
Justice will fly 
And the Statue of my pony on the showdow, sitting in that you can see the Red White and Blue

Uhhh Ohh Oh
Of My Red, White and its paycheck Friday,
Weekends here with a girl in an everyday that you ought to feel the gets up in the steel the whole with a girl in a 4 wheels turning, real nobody
Yeah I should've been a cowboy
Yea, you can sleeping down our big dog will fly 
Started my mother, my six-shooter riding should've been a Cowboy

Hey I don't you ought to you 
But he flew a flag out all night 
When you rattle drive
Stealing those campfire songs
Oh I should've learned to rope and ride
She has a little ride in he