Letras:
Adam Brand Get Loud

hot as hell The band plays, cold beer flows Stomp the floor and dance 'till close Comes alive when the sun goes down Country boys and girls get loud

the bush Gonna get a big farm with a real nice view Oh yeah Uh huh huh Get a horse get a dog and some chickens too Oh yeah Uh huh huh When I get to thinking

Friday night bout ten o'clock Packed house, line around the block The bands rockin' the dance floors full Their crankin' up the speed on the mechanical

Good times are worth More than money any day That's what I always say Good friends are worth More than money in the bank That's what I always say That

I woke up this morning Smelling like lemons Salt on the back of my hands Mouth was so dry I couldn't even spit My eyes felt like They were full of sand

we ain't done in a couple years Lets roll out on the highway and we'll wave the world goodbye Well come on baby how bout we just drive Just drive and get

Well all the boy's in my hometown are celebrating 'Cause she's turned eighteen They all think that she's just the cutest They've ever seen Well now she

one to three We'd squabble in the car When Dad would take us for a run The girls would get all teary and say "Look what Adam's done" And while the girls

Touch me like I touch you Hold me like I hold you Kiss me like I kiss you One more time, one more time tonight Please say you won't leave me Say you