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| Redneck Limousine Copyright 2002: Long Time Coming Friday night and it's quittin' time I've got a big night ahead of me Call up the boys in the band, gas up the van Goodbye to our families And on down the road to our next big show in my Redneck Limousine We've been practicing hard, lord all week long Just to show you all a good time With my guitar in my hand I'm a brand new man With a trademark battlecry We're gonna rock your town with a feel good sound Just three other guys and me And when it's closing time we'll hit the road with style in my Redneck Limousine Pop the clutch and hit the gas with redneck class And fill the air with tire smoke I'm rippin' through these gears like a six pack of beer And we're tearin' up the highway roads Got the music up loud and the hammer down I wish you all could see The way we're actin' the fool, lookin' like Joe Cool in my Redneck Limousine Four on the floor and a hole in the door Is home sweet home to me And when we're out on tour there's nothing I love more Than a broken old bucket seat We've got a cooler of beer and a one ton rear in my Redneck Limousine Hey our home on the road is about to blow 'Cause we're runnin' on four bald tires We just lost the brakes and my head aches From the smell of burning wires And now the clutch is shot, we just passed a cop Better pass me another beer We crossed the county line doin' 125 in my Redneck Limousine Chorus So just hold on tight 'cause it's a hell of a ride in my Redneck Limousine |