Lyrics:
the back forty
By my redneck wife
'Cause the redneck life is the only life for me, yeah
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of Dew
Mix it with a trickle of Dickel
done her share of sinning
cnd if your headed to the store
I'm talking to you
Get me some Zig Zags, Dickel, & a Mountain Dew
Yep
No way
I ain't
share of falls
From first drink nights and last call fights
And rednecks pickled on Dickel Rye
Where the Yelp review and average dude is a 2.23
Where
And Johnny Walker Red and Black
They never seem to let me down
They're always good for one more round
Tonight, it's just me and the boys
George Dickel
night rodeo
You're drunk (uh oh), go home
I think they mighta overserved you George Dickel
Now your friends are all gone, got yourself in a pickle
Could I dance with you?
Let's try something new
For old time's sake
If I had a nickle
For every George Dickel
Silver-tongued promise
Made in this
the flames gettin higher
Dickel, Jack, and Beam
Burnin up the weeds with my boys
Boys, there's a party on the loose
Boys, with the ladies coming too
Dolly
my pops raised, that's how these hills shaped me
Jack Daniels, George Dickel, influenced me greatly
If you're looking for me too long, I'm out here
Prete no sul
Prete no prete no prete no sul
Tem preta no sul
Preta no sul
Preta no preta no preta no sul
(Dickel)
Agora
Joga tudo na conta da tropa
Não
have my back
George Dickel, Jim Beam, and Johnny Walker Black
If you're lookin' for redemption, you'll damn sure find it here
Drinking Southern Comfort's
Gettin it In
Hits back to back
Like Irish twins
Drankin that Tennessee Sour Mash
George Dickel
Don't make me touch the cute little chin
It Don't Tickle
I
thinkin' with the George Dickel'
Maybe I should get a Lyft home
Or Ima wake up in your bed tomorrow
a guitar but I keep it pentatonic
And I love George Dickel but I keep it platonic
And I've been known to caterwaul a cover song or two
From time to time, I
like to know
The bottle blurs, the smoke obscures the grisly scene
Doused in Dickel, burned in hellfire gasoline
Sometimes I say things I don't mean
I
Tennesse Whiskey
George Dickel by my side
Bringing me back to your arms
Too late to avoid a boar
The red Chevy bangs the beast
and rolls on down the ocean
George Siefert, Eddie George, George "The Animal" Steele,
and for all you party animals-George Dickel!
And George is on my mind.
invite my buddy Jacks Daniels,
And Jim Beam, and his cousin Evan Williams
And we're gonna get Uncle George Dickel
Go up to Old Grand Dads house up by Knob
Chloe
When she mixes pickle
With some Dickel in her Dixie cup
Doesn’t smoke but when she does
Puts tobacco in her bud
Cool
Like the mountains when
dollars outta pocket change
We're talkin dive bars, bar rail and PBR
Drop every cent we got, tallboys and Dickel shots
No waiting in line no VIP
Just
hopped up on the cocaine
shooting whiskey feelin no pain
hand full of pills just to get back down
half a bottle of George Dickel
fully loaded pistol
or a little George Dickel
In the mix, I bet it'd fix all this craziness
Wish we could love like we're drunk
We ain't mad at anyone
Funny how alcohol
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