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• Artiste: Colt Ford
• Titre: It's All
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(feat. Jeffrey Steele) Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom It’s all headlights, it’s all Friday nights, It’s all football, it’s all hey y’all, It’s all muscle car, it’s all shitty bar, It’s all honkey tonks, it’s all ba-donk-a-donk, k-dong, k-donk, k-donk, k-donk. It’s all John Deere, it’s all cold beer, It’s all Jim Beam, it’s all home team, It’s all catfish, it’s all cheese grits, It’s all cornfield, you know the deal. Way out here where the time stands still, From the holler in the hills to the middle of the field, Where the planes fly over and the trains pass through And there’s nothing else to do but do what you’re doing. Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom It’s all big buck, it’s all loud truck, It’s all kuhn dog, we eat the whole hog, It’s all yes mam, it’s all no sir, It’s all laid back, it’s all hard work, It’s all have fun, it’s get your bell rung, It’s all knock down, it’s all never run, It’s all American, it’s all main street, It’s all grandma’s kitchen, there ain’t no bitcin’. Way out here where the time stands still, From the holler in the hills to the middle of the field, Where the planes fly over and the trains pass through And there’s nothing else to do but do what you’re doing. It’s all skoal ring, it’s all blue jean, It’s all gun shoot, it’s all work boot, It’s all Wal-mart, it’s all car apart, It’s all big dream, it’s all broke heart, It’s all front porch, it’s all rockin’ chair, It’s all deep fry, it’s all county fare, It’s all church crowd, it’s all real loud, It’s all flag flyin’, it’s all damn proud. Way out here where the time stands still, From the holler in the hills to the middle of the field, Where the planes fly over and the trains pass through And there’s nothing else to do but do what you’re doing. Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom Boom chick-a boom boom boom