Country Boy Beat

(Verse 1)

Dust off the leather, kick the mud off the tread

The sun’s sinking low and the sky’s turning red

Farmer’s got the tractor parked deep in the shed

Now it’s time to wake the ghosts and raise up the dead

I’m talking ‘bout a rhythm that’s built in the bone

From the hills of Kentucky to the Texas plains stone

Don’t need no DJ, don’t need no light show

Just a floorboard to beat and a whistle to blow.

(Chorus)

It’s the Country Boy Beat, let your heels hit the clay

Shake off the weight of a twelve-hour day

Left foot heavy, right foot fast

Built like a fever that’s made to last

From the barn to the blacktop, let it rattle your teeth

The thunder above and the fire underneath

Yeah, we’re keeping it steady, we’re keeping it clean

Gettin down with that Country Boy Beat.

(Verse 2)

See the girls in the denim spinning round in a blur

Every snap of the fingers is a promise to her

The fiddle’s got a temper and the banjo’s a flirt

While we’re digging out a rhythm in the gravel and dirt

It ain’t about the polish, it ain’t about the shine

It’s about the heart beating in a straight line

So grab you a partner or stand on your own

This here’s the anthem of the Friday night zone.

(Chorus)

It’s the Country Boy Beat, let your heels hit the clay

Shake off the weight of a twelve-hour day

Left foot heavy, right foot fast

Built like a fever that’s made to last

From the barn to the blacktop, let it rattle your teeth

The thunder above and the fire underneath

Yeah, we’re keeping it steady, we’re keeping it clean

Gettin down with that Country Boy Beat.

(Bridge)

(Spoken over a heavy kick drum)

Now, kill the lights.

Give me that low-end rumble.

I want to hear the floorboards groan.

One for the money, two for the sweat.

The loudest night you ain't seen yet.

Pick 'em up!

(Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break with heavy boot-stomping percussion)

(Outro)

Keep it stomping (Yeah, just like that)

Keep it sliding (Don’t you look back)

The moon’s going down but we’re just getting warm

The eye of the needle, the heart of the storm

It’s the beat...

The Country Boy beat.

(Fade out with the sound of a final, heavy boot thud