Just the Way We Do It - Trace Adkins

Under the NASCAR Sunday, party on the farm

Run a chord out the window, put the TV in the yard

Preachers in the kitchen, second piece of pie

Asking uncle Jimmy why he never got baptized

Well what’s got into Jenny?

She’s out of her mind

Papa said she’s been sippin' on devils moonshine

We seen her by the river, rollin' in the mud

Now she’s hot pants dancin' on the hood of my truck

Well that’s alright, catch you some rips

Wash it on down with a couple of beers

Ain’t nobody gettin' hurt, so don’t be scared

That’s just the way we do it round here

See them long hands stumbling outta the van

That’s one homegrown half-stone hillbilly man

He’ll be cranking it up when the sun goes down

You’ll hear «give me three steps, give me three steps, mister» all the way to

town

Well that’s alright, catch you some rips

Wash it on down with a couple of beers

Ain’t nobody gettin' hurt, so don’t be scared

That’s just the way we do it round here

Well on about midnight without fail

The county Sheriff hotter than the hinges of hell

Said «if you don’t shut her down, I’ll haul you all in, you breaking the law,

son» but momma just grins, says…

That’s alright, catch you some rips

Wash it on down with a couple of beers

Ain’t nobody gettin' hurt, so don’t be scared

That’s just the way we do it round here

Yeah, that’s just the way we do it round here

That’s how we do it round here

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