Chance Alan

Lyrics

On every other gravel road
Ain't no city dreams here to hold
Just rednecks country rock n' roll
True friends we know
Beers ducks ducks ’n huntin’ big ol bucks
Momma's apple pie wood fires glow
Country fried chicken that doesn't suck

Cowgirls sexy ice cold beers so
Creeks ’n ponds rivers ’n lakes tides
Rodeos where a real cowboy rides
Boondocks under a Montana skies
Nighttime we wait for sun to rise
Livin’ back-woods redneck country free

Hollar-back give-back just you ‘n me
We dream we sing we coon dog roar
In this small town life we be feelin’ soar
Deer stands and the early dawn morn
Cut off jeans, where dreams are born

Cowgirls dancin’ by a fire light
Through mud bogs we'll fight till a night

Hole in the wall bars we've known
River raftin’ where our spirits roam
Barbecue weekends smokin' high
Trucks no cars singin’ to a mornin’ sky
True friends never back down
Wishin’ everyone could see
Country thumpin’ music sounds
Oh concerts like these
Gravel roads and endless stars
Holdin’ dreams just where we are
Deer stands in a early mornin’
Cut off jeans where dreams are born

Cowgirls dancin’
Beers ’n mud bogs 4 by 4 lifted trucks
Fight the neon nights

Trucks ’n tailgates
Hollar-back give-back
Back-porch back-woods
We dream of huntin’ we scream of partyin’
We shout, oh we shout
True friends will never back down
Wishin’ everyone could see
A country life of you ’n me
Gravel roads and endless stars
Holdin’ onto dreams too
To
Where we are