Текст Billy Currington – Drinkin’ Town With A Football Problem

Hey y’all, hey y’all, hey, hey y’all

Barhoppers, churchgoers
Marlboro Light smokers
Blue collar, red voters

Past year’s cheerleaders
Old men fill the bleachers
Skeptics, true believers all
Gathered on a Friday night
Singing to the stars and stripes

We’re a drinking town with a football problem
With two main things we all have in common
We love ‘em both and don’t want to solve ‘em
We’re a drinking town with a football problem

Hey y’all, singin’, hey y’all, hey, hey y’all

Barn burners, nail biters
Shift workers, firefighters
Prom queens, outsiders
All livin’ for the love of the game

We still tell the same old story
Relive former glory
Went to state in ‘94
We got a trophy in the school hallway
The kids pass it by each day

We’re a drinking town with a football problem
With two main things we all have in common
We love ‘em both and don’t want to solve ‘em
We’re a drinking town with a football problem

Hey, hey

When we win, we celebrate

We’re a drinking town with a football problem
With two main things we all have in common
We love ‘em both and don’t want to solve ‘em
We’re a drinking town with a football problem

Hey, say, hey, hey y’all
Hey, hey y’all