Cold cans in the blue boxes Earl Dibbles on the boombox and A-frame on a Chevy rockin' side to side Mud grip on a dirt road Couple buddies sayin' "let's go" Gonna burn that barn right down to the ground tonight Raise em' up to the sky If you're tryin' to throw down Get a little country faded Take it way on out Park your truck in the line If you're lookin' for a buzz And the girls in love With the boys in the blue collars Holler, holler Doubled up rockin' 2 flags Yee-Yee, ol' glory strapped To the top of the head rack Blowin' in the night Tin can full of kerosene Pour it out on a pile of trees Step back strike a match And watch that Friday ignite Raise em' up to the sky If you're tryin' to throw down Get a little country faded Take it way on out Park your truck in the line If you're lookin' for a buzz And the girls in love With the boys in the blue collars Holler, holler Holler, holler Ha-ha, it's Earl Dibbles Jr.Earl Dibbles Jr. Yee-Yee! Hey! Y'all listen to this I'm 'bout to get the fuse lit Crack a can, take a long sip Red Man get the pouch ripped Got the whole thing, I'm packin' both lips Jumpin' up on a tailgate Poppin' off like a 12-gauge I don't care what the city boys say We're where the party is... And that's damn right Yee-Yee! Raise em' up to the sky If you're tryin' to throw down Get a little country faded Take it way on out Park your truck in the line If you're lookin' for a buzz And the girls in love With the boys in the blue collars Holler (Raise em' up to the sky If you're tryin' to throw down Get a little country faded Take it way on out Park your truck in the line If you're lookin' for a buzz And the girls in love With the boys in the blue collars Holler)