Lyrics:

Well he got a little notice in his mailbox one day
Said your behind on the note on the farm and it's too late

If you don't pay-up in the next couple weeks
We're going to foreclose and your out on the street
So he wadded up the paper real tight in his hand
Said you're in for a fight if your after my land

So he got in his truck and drove to his neighbors
Sold him his cow and his old Bloomer trailer
He cut down the corn and he rolled-up the hay
He cleaned out the barn and built him a stash

Got on the horn with Willie and the CDB
Got a concert lined-up 'cause they want to come see

Them Rockin' in the Country their dance in the fields
Where the corn used to grow and the cows used to graze
Their kickin up their heels comin' by the truck loads
Pack 'em in tight they'll be Rockin' in the Country
From Friday till Saturday night

Some say that he's nothin' but a dumb old farmer
But while he's takin' up tickets at the gate he's a charm
He's got a mile wide grin like a sly old fox
And those pockets on his overalls are about to pop
They say the old coots got a million stashed
The folks at the banks been a kissin' his grass

Them Rockin' in the Country their dance in the fields
Where the corn used to grow and the cows used to graze
Their kickin up their heels comin' by the truck loads
Pack 'em in tight they'll be Rockin' in the Country
From Friday till Saturday night

Show 'em Charlie

Awesomeeeeeeeeee

Yeah their Rockin' in the Country their dance in the fields
Where the corn used to grow and the cows used to graze
Their kickin up their heels comin' by the truck loads
Pack 'em in tight they'll be Rockin' in the Country
From Friday till Saturday night

Been too much fun every Friday and Saturday night