[Intro]
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[Verse]
D G
Well, me and Randy went and gas'd up my old truck
D A D
Now we're askin' ourselves just what the hell we was thinkin'
G D A
When we made up our minds the good times was in town
D G
Put on a clean pair of boots and our Sunday Britches,
D A
Went down to the city and met some girls
D G
Not girls like the kind we loved back home
D A D
No, these girls shot us down
Em G
Well, it's a case of what to do and we can't a- gree
Em A
Well randy, I don't know about you but as for me
[Chorus 1]
D G
It's a cow tippin', s**t kickin',
D A
Guitar pickin', front porch sittin',
D G
Moonshine sippin', mamma's fried chicken,
D A D
Country summer kinda night --
[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
D G
So we stopped for beer and bag of feed
D A
On the bad side of town, I won't say why but that's
D G
What ya do when your countys dry
D A
And its a long long ride back home
D G
Well, Randy rekon ordered I commandeered
D A
We put the F-150 into overdrive
D G
Drove a hundred miles an hour made, back alive
D A D
Sure e- nough at the stop-n- go
Em G
There stood Mary Lou Baker and her sister Wendy Sue
Em A
And they said, "Hey there, boys, what you all up to?"
'Cause we was thinkin' that we might do
[Chorus 2]
D G
Some cow tippin', skinny dippin'
D A
She say skinny dippin'
D G
I thought I heard the crickets crickin
D A D
On a country summer kinda night
[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
Bm E
You could say we didn't spend the night a- lone
G A
And the moral of this story is there ain't no place like home
[Chorus 1]
D G
It's a cow tippin', s**t kickin',
D A
Guitar pickin', front porch sittin',
D G
Moonshine sippin', mamma's fried chicken,
D A D
Country summer kinda night
D G
It's a Hank, Waylon, hay-bailin'
D A
Smooth sailin', pits-in failin'
D G
Six pack in a paiin', rockin the trailer
D A D
On a country summer kinda night
[Tag]
D A D
It's a country summer kinda night
D A D
It's a country summer kinda night --
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