Silver eagle burning through that diesel Rolling down that black top like a bullet shot from a twang town gun There’s hand me down farm town Waiting on the sun to drop, tops to pop Got their finger on a feel good trigger y’all Mayberry’s got it right Cause there ain’t nothing like
A cornfield with Vegas lights Two for one flashing marque sign A parking lot full of pickup trucks Covered up in back road mud County line girls in cut off jeans That like to dance when they start to drink My kind of gettin’ right A cornfield with Vegas lights
Quarters stop dropping in that juke box When the band fire off a little hag a little cash a little walk this way All the farm boys and farmer’s daughters Are getting loud and getting plowed Throwing down right up to last call y’all Mayberry’s got it right Cause there ain’t nothing like
A cornfield with Vegas lights Two for one flashing marque sign A parking lot full of pickup trucks Covered up in back road mud County line girls in cut off jeans That like to dance when they start to drink My kind of gettin’ right A cornfield with Vegas lights
Go on fire up that tractor Drop the gate on that barbwire fence Cut back about twenty acres String some lights and flip that switch Mayberry’s got it right Cause there ain’t nothing like
A cornfield with Vegas lights Two for one flashing marque sign A parking lot full of pickup trucks Covered up in back road mud County line girls in cut off jeans That like to dance when they start to drink My kind of gettin’ right A cornfield with Vegas lights