Aaow Oh! Say it now! I'm back! I'm back! I'm back! I'm back! I'm back! Get up offa that thing And dance 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And dance 'til you, sing it now! Get up offa that thing And dance 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, say it now! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! Get up off! Ha! Good God! So good! Ha! Everybody ready?! Follow me! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better (yeah) Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! Get up offa that thing (ha!) And twist 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you, sing it now! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! Hah! So funky! So good, uh! Bus stop, hah! Funk around, uh Hah! Ohio player! Can you hit it one time, from the top? I want ya to get up offa that thing And dance 'til you feel better! Get up offa that thing, follow me Help me! Get up offa that thing And dance 'til you feel better! Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! (Wait a minute!) Huh-ha So funky (Whoo, sho-nuff!) I need it That's the wise old brother at the side start good! (C'mon Clive do it!) The side start good! (Uh, ha!) Good God! (Watch it, watch it, look at that) Good God! You feel good? Let me hear you say somethin'! (Now watch it, watch it) You feel good? (Watch it, watch it) You feel good? Do it to me! Huh Good God! (Get up offa that thing) (And dance 'til you feel better!) I want the horns again! Can I get the horns again? (Get up offa that thing) (And try to release that pressure!) Play a little for me! Show 'em how funky you are! Play it, JBs! Play it now! Hey! Get up offa that thing And dance 'til you feel better! Get up offa that thing (I like it) And dance 'til you help me out! (I like it, I like it)) Get up offa that thing And dance 'til you feel better! (I does too) Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better! Get up offa that thing And try to release, say it now! Get up offa that thing And shake 'til you feel better Get up offa that thing And try to release that pressure! Wait a minute Hold it! I feel good! (I like it, I like it, I like it, i like it!)

You stood on that bank when I got baptized Gave me a thirty, thirty when I turned nine At sixteen you caught me drinkin' out in the barn I could hear you cheerin' when we won state And you held my hand at grandma's grave And I'll always be thankful you never sold the farm Grandpa you stood so tall Chewed that Red Man, wore overalls You were the same man on Sunday mornin' as Saturday night Five foot six to the top of your hat But when you talked about the war thought you were Superman American born simple man with a southern drawl You walk the walk, you talk the talk, grandpa You still swear Roosevelt was the best That a home grown tomato tastes better than the rest And fifty years goes too fast with a woman you love Well, this life I've chose is gettin' busy now But I know where to go when I need to slow down And when I walk up on your front porch, it's just like I'm still young Grandpa you stood so tall Chewed that Red Man, wore overalls You were the same man on Sunday mornin' as Saturday night Five foot six to the top of your hat But when you talked about the war thought you were Superman American born simple man with a southern drawl You walk the walk, you talk the talk, grandpa Yeah, American born a dirt road man with that slow southern drawl Now keep walkin' the walk and talkin' the talk, grandpa

I started out with a 410 Then moved to a 20 gauge Every squirrel and rabbit in Dallas County Knew my name I sat on the stand with Paw Paw From the time I was three years old When I was eight I used a muzzle loader To kill my first doe These days I go down to Walmart And they set them in the back Some people wanna take them away Why don't you go bust them boys that's selling crack Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns If there ever was a time we need them I'd say it be today When we're letting them terrorists watch cable TV And walk out of Guantanamo bay I just try to do the right thing And raise my family in this land Treating me like you wanna be treated And that's what I call a man If we don't have them what do we do? Tell me where we gonna go? Somebody breaks into my house I'm gonna need my Colt 44 Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns Listen Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'm slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing And I'm still breathing, you won't take my guns No, you can take them from me When you take them from my grandpa and my daddy

Rifle in a gun rack hangin' in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain't no land for sale, around here Red clay country mud, sippin' on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound, you know where I'm found Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods (Yes, sir) Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter Floatin' that river on an inner tube with her, splash 35s and a lift kit, how stuck can you get? Ain't that just my luck, where's the chain? I'm stuck Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods Out in the holler, son, out in the backwoods