Lyrics Dean Brody – Dose Of Country
Text:
Let’s beat the sun coming up on this Saturday
Pack the Chevy with some blanket so we can get away
Girl we had a hard week and the city needs some country tonight, aw yeah
Baby wake up, let’s get out of dodge
We need some dance on a barn board floor tonight
Mason jars in our hands and some neon light
Some fire on a river and a little moonshine
For a real cleansing
We need to snuggle in a tent and some lantern fishing
A firefly dinner and some hugging and a-kissing
Where the sirens ain’t blaring, there’s no anxiety
We need a little less town, oh and hella o’a dose of country
I’m gonna row ya in a boat, hold your pretty hands
Watch the sun melt low from my deer stand
Need to purify our souls from
?
city life, aw yeah
Let’s hit Billy Bob so he can deep in the creek
Trade this concrete jungle for some crickets and trees
We need some dance on a barn board floor tonight
Mason jars in our hands and some neon light
Some fire on a river and a little moonshine
For a real cleansing
We need to snuggle in a tent and some lantern fishing
A firefly dinner and some hugging and a-kissing
Where the sirens ain’t blaring, there’s no anxiety
We need a little less town, oh and hella o’a dose of country
Oh hang on…
Crickets in the moonlight, beer in the crate
We can wear our camo, kiss under a tree
My idea of heaven baby won’t you sing
We need some dance on a barn board floor tonight
Mason jars in our hands and some neon light
Some fire on a river and a little moonshine
For a real cleansing
We need to snuggle in a tent and some lantern fishing
A firefly dinner and some hugging and a-kissing
Where the sirens ain’t blaring, there’s no anxiety
We need a little less town, get me outta this town
We need a little less town, oh and hella o’a dose of country
Oh here we go girl
Crickets in the moonlight, beer in the crate
Cooking on a campfire, smoke all over me
We can wear our camo, kiss under a tree
My idea of heaven baby won’t you sing
Crickets in the moonlight, beer in the crate
Cooking on a campfire, smoke all over me
We can wear our camo, kiss under a tree
My idea of heaven baby won’t you sing