Black Top Ends

Yes sir y'all know where we from

[Chorus: Bottleneck]
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe blows against the wind

[Verse 1: Bottleneck]
Lemme tell y'all how it goes down here
We like things slow with a fresh cold beer
An old dirt road way back in the cut
You better watch out for them tractor ruts
Chicken fights on a Friday night
They say that's wrong but really what's right
Tippin' the cup in a pick-up truck
Load up y'all let's go play in the mud
Down in the woods we country strong
Pass that jar everything's homegrown
That's how we like it that's how we live'
We work real hard and we raise our kids
Dip in the water choppin' wood
A little home cookin' sure smells good
Booger bottom life is all I know
And I learned a few things on an old dirt road

[Chorus: Bottleneck]
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe runs against the wind
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe runs against the wind

[Verse 2: Bottleneck]
Country strong is all we are
And straight from the woods is our back yard
When times get tough we pick us up
And when things get rough we sure darn 'nough
'Maters in the bucket and homemade wine
Fish in the creek and deer in the pines
Friday night parties out in the sticks
And a good old fight that you don't wanna miss
Honkey tonkin' livin' the life
Country folks you know we ride
Stay by your side 'til the creek runs dry
And we got your back 'til it's quittin' time
Ain't nothing better when the black top ends
And I love drinkin' beer with my family and friends
Down by the fire where the good story's told
And a lot of good folks down and old dirty road

[Chorus: Bottleneck]
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe runs against the wind
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe runs against the wind

[Verse 3: Brahma Bull]
We got that southern fire runnin' through our souls
Never gettin' tired never seems to get old
Hit the road with a can of Skoal
Got a fresh six pack and a 10 foot cane pole
Sunsets by the old red barn
Fire acre pond on my Granddad's farm
Castin' lines just killin' time with some homemade wine and a bottle of moonshine
Look out when my cane pole bends
Way out here where the black top ends
Cool air sets sun starts to fade
Wind picks up starts blowin' the hay
Coyote's sing and them turkey's call
Deep in the pines where the tree's stand tall
Way out here where it all begins
With my family and friends where the black top ends

[Chorus]
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe runs against the wind
Down there where the black top ends
Double wides and chicken pens
A couple cold beers with family and friends
The southern vibe runs against the wind