Lyrics Moonshine Bandits – Take Her To The Country

Out in California
Oh out in California
Out in California

Out in California when the sun goes down

Cause I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country

Dirt roads, let’s go
Jump in the truck, come on, baby, let’s roll
I said dirt roads, lets go
Jump in the truck, come on, baby, let’s roll

Now I take her to the country and it ain’t for sleeping
We get to drinking, you know what I’m thinking
Windows fogging and the tailgate squeaking
We could hit the country every god damn weekend
Hank the Third turned up full blast
Thong on the wheel, black bra on the dash
Ain’t no one around when we rolling in the grass
So you can be loud when I’m smacking that…

I’m gon’ take you to the country girl
I’m gon’ take you to the country girl
I’m gon’ take you to the country girl
I’m gon’ take you to the country girl

Out in California when the sun goes down
We go driving on the outside of town
All geared up for a Saturday night

Cause I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country

I’ve seen you at the bar last Saturday night
You gave me your card and I think it’s about time
Oh, out in the woods I’m gonna take you, the riverbed is where I’ll lay you
Under the moonlight I will save you and you will save me too
Oh, I’ve seen you at the movies and I’ve seen you walk those streets
And I see you every single night in all my fantasies
So let’s jump in my truck and we’ll drive away, slow down when we find us a pile of haystacks
Climb to the top and I lay you back and make love till the sun comes up, yeah!

Out in California when the sun goes down
We go driving on the outside of town
All geared up for a Saturday night
Baby jump in the truck, better hold on tight

Cause I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country

Sticks to the hood, tailgate and a mattress
Sleeping bag with a bottle of Jack
Gets us in the stars so we can make a racket
Bend you on the bumper, let Big Tex slap it
Slap it, tap it, hit it in the brush
Take another sip cause I love it when you buzz
Ain’t no holding hands, got no time for love
We in the back roads buck naked, baby let’s…
(Whoa what?) Girl, I’ma gonna take you out to the stix
(Whoa what?) Girl, I’ma gonna take you out to the pit
I’ma hit it to the drum when the fifteen hits
In a pile of hay or a pile of bricks ’cause…

I’m gon’ take you to the country girl
I’m gon’ take you to the country girl
I’m gon’ take you to the country girl
I’m gon’ take you to the country girl

Out in California when the sun goes down
We go driving on the outside of town
All geared up for a Saturday night
Baby jump in the truck, better hold on tight

Cause I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country
I’m gon’ take you to the country

Out in California
Oh, out in California
California