Cowboy Songs - George Birge

You add a little whiskey, then you add a little more Tip the bartender, so she's heavy on the pour Add a couple cold rocks, then you rock the dance floor 'Til your achy breaky heart ain't breakin' no more Hot damn, I'm about to unwind Get these two left feet in a George Strait line Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink All you gotta do is just give me that drink Bubba shot the jukebox, so fire up the band Howlin' David Lee Murphy with a drink in each hand Won't be Brooks and Dunn when they shut down the bar We'll be country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm Hot damn, I'm about to unwind Get these two left feet in a George Strait line Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink All you gotta do is just give me that drink Yeah, I'm the life of the party, the real deal McCoy A country gold singin' old school cowboy If I'm too hung over to show up for work I'll just flip that boss man this here Tracy Byrd (come on, Neal) Hot damn, I'm about to unwind Get these two left feet in a George Strait line Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink All you gotta do is just give me that drink Hot damn, I'm about to unwind (woo) Get these two left feet in a George Strait line (that's right) Throw my card on the bar, shoot a pretty girl a wink (I know 'bout that) All you gotta do is just give me that drink Not another one Yes, sir Ain't no way I can do it, man Oh, Neal, go 'head Show 'em how it's done, cowboy All you gotta do is just give me that wink

Over a beer and under a Stetson They don't say much and they don't ask questions They just come here to wind it down They're the type that'll wait for the right one They don't care how long it takes to find one There ain't many like them left around You get them go talks on them barstools, get em tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why, yeah They ain't ever seen you in here before You make a quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl you get them cowboys talkin' They ride in without direction Know who they are, no second guessin' And now you've got 'em all thinkin' twice Over the music, you can hear 'em whisper "I don't know who she is, but I gotta get her" Whatever you're doin' you're doin it right You get them go talks on them barstools, get 'em tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why, yeah They ain't ever seen you in here before You make the quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl you get them cowboys talkin' Over a beer and under a Stetson They don't say much and they don't ask questions You get go talks on them barstools, get em' tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why They ain't ever seen you in here before You make the quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl, you get them cowboys talkin'