Intro For the Boys - Drop Off

It's 'bout time we had a song to raise 'em and make some noise This one's for the boys I've been singing 'bout dirt roads and small towns All about my first love and how she let me down My last heartbreak and the one that got away from me There's something 'bout the way that the notes ring out When you play a slow dance at a bar downtown That ain't this, and this one ain't for me I could use a long night Dropping down the trotline Talking 'bout nothing waitin' on a bite Ain't ever had a bad day Chilling on a tailgate Grilling in the parking lot before the game It's 'bout time we had a song to raise 'em up and make some noise This one's for the boys There's a time and place for a sad sad song But it's Friday night and I just got off We don't need a plan, we just need a place to meet I could use a long night Dropping down the trotline Talking 'bout nothing waitin' on a bite Ain't ever had a bad day Chilling on a tailgate Grilling in the parking lot before the game It's 'bout time we had a song to raise 'em up and make some noise This one's for the boys Well I could use a long night Dropping down the trotline Talking 'bout nothing waitin' on a bite Ain't ever had a bad day Chilling on a tailgate Grilling in the parking lot before the game There's nothing like a line drive Birdie on a par five Bluffing for the pot with a pair of nines You showed me your shoreline I show you a good time We don't gotta wait for a Saturday night It's 'bout time we had a song to crank it up and make some noise I said 'bout time we had a song to raise 'em up and make some noise This one's for the boys

I don't like your attitude, boy What makes you feel? And why you gotta be Like you got the right To look her up and down? What makes this world So sick and evil? I know you don't know What makes you feel Like you got whip appeal? Who made you the judge and jury? Ain't you never heard of privacy? What makes this world So sick and evil? You figure it out You figure it out You figure it out