Rascal Flatts "Me and My Gang" |
Way on down to southern Alabama With the guitars jammin' That's where we're headed Straight up to Butte, Montana Singin' �Lord, I Was Born a Ramblin' Man� California to Oregon, even New York City Got one or two hillbillies Ready to hit the road Chorus It's a brother and a sister kind of thang Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang With me and my gang We live to ride, we ride to live Me and my gang, jump on that train Grab hold of them reigns We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang Me and my gang, yeah - me and my gang We got hippies, gypsies, freaks and geeks High class women in Daisy Duke denim Bangin on gongs and singing our songs Dude named elrock jamin on an ipod Beer and bonfires Wide open throttle Coors in a bottle It's all for one and one for all, ya'll Chorus It's a brother and a sister kind of thang Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang With me and my gang We live to ride, we ride to live Me and my gang, jump on that train Grab hold of them reigns We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang Me and my gang, yeah - me and my gang Yeah � Woo! Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Yeah � With me and my gang Jump on that train � whoa! Grab hold of them reigns, baby! Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |