Brantley Gilbert Kick It In The Sticks Lyrics

Welcome to the home of a hillbilly
Yeah, baby
It’s a land of barbed wire, moonshine, whiskey
Park your car before you get it stuck
Go on, grab you a beer
And get on up in the truck

It’s going down tonight
It’s all on me
It’s BYOB
And I got all we need

Yeah, boy, I’m ’bout to show me a city slicker
How to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on

Our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
If it don’t you’re goin’ broke
So we
We hang out by the bonfire
Just some good old boys having a dang good time

We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
Throwin’ down in the dirty, dirty south down here

Be an all-nighter
With the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers
They all came to kick it in the sticks

So pop a top and drop a tailgate
Yeah, we’re crankin’ up AC/DC, Hank, Skynyrd, and George Strait
Where’s the girls?
‘Bout to call ’em up
A little southern drawl said, “Hey trouble what’s up? “

It’s goin’ down tonight
Now they’re pullin’ up
We got the jacked-up trucks slap covered in mud

Bikini tops and Daisy Duke denim
Hoppin’ out singin ‘Outlaw Women’ down on

Our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
If it don’t you’re goin’ broke
So we
We hang out by the bonfire
Just some good old boys having a dang good time

We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
Throwin’ down in the dirty, dirty south down here

Be an all-nighter
With the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers
They all came to kick it in the sticks

Hey, boy, hit this Mason jar one time
Burned you a little bit, didn’t it?
Take it easy on it
Don’t let nobody take you snipe huntin’
Come on

We’ll do a little frog-giggin’, cow-tippin’
How ’bout a little skinny-dippin’, bass-fishing?
Take it easy on the shine
And stay away from other boys’ women
That’s one damn good way for a man to get it whooped down here
These boys are tough down here
Get your ass tore up down here

And be an all-nighter
With the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers
They all came

On our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
If it don’t you’re goin’ broke
So we
We hang out by the bonfire
Just some good old boys having a dang good time

We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
We’re throwin’ down in the dirty, dirty south down here

Be an all-nighter
With the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers
They all came to kick it in the sticks

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