Lyrics:

Every Friday night there's a steady cloud of dust
That leads back to a field filled with pick-up trucks
Got old Hank cranking way up loud

Got coolers in the back, tailgates down
There's a big fire burnin' but don't be alarmed
It's just country boys and girls gettin down on the farm

Ed's been on the tractor ain't seen Becky all week
Somebody said they seen 'em heading down to the creek
Farmer Johnson's daughters just pulled up in a jeep

Man he knows how to grow 'em if ya know what I mean
Old Dave's gettin' loud but he don't mean no harm
We're just country boys and girls gettin down on the farm

You can have a lot of fun in a New York minute
But there's some things you can't do inside those city limits
Ain't no closing time, ain't no cover charge
Just country boys and girls gettin down on the farm

Well you can come as you are, there ain't no dress code
Just some rural route rules that you need to know
Don't mess with the bull, he can get real mean

Don't forget to shut the gate, stay out of the beans
If it starts to rainin' will just head to the barn
We're country boys and girls gettin down on the farm

You can have a lot of fun in a New York minute
But there's some things you can't do inside those city limits
Ain't no closing time, ain't no cover charge
Just country boys and girls gettin down on the farm

Ain't no closing time, ain't no cover charge
Just country boys and girls gettin down on the farm
Oh let's get down y'all, stay out of that hay