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Last 27 dollars in my hand
Gas & beer wins the payment plan
Sunâs settin low in the western sky
Mudders sing a song as I get high
Meetin the boys at the old mud hole
banginâ gears in the dirtâs the way we roll
No hill to steep or trail too long
Stayin at home just seems wrong
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Lock it in 4 low roll on out
Ainât nuthin gonna hold you down
My truck and trails what Iâm about
Keep them wheels a spinnin a roundâ
City life is just ainât for me
Another weekend gonna set me free
I pay my bills just in time
While Parts and booze take my last dime
Detroit lockers in the front and rear
4 speed tranny and 5.80 gears
Motors revinâ up as the beer goes down
Left them import kids in town
Take a desert trail to the end of the road
Got my 12 gauge shotgun and a fishinâ pole
Thereâs still some a us who understand
And Shift that lever with dirty hands
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