All week long it’s a farming town making that money grow

Tractors, trucks with flashing lights backing up a two lane road

They take one last lap around, That sun up high goes down and

That song come on girl kick it on back Z71 like a Cadillac



We go way out where there ain’t nobody, We turn this cornfield into a party

Pedal to the floorboard end up in a four door burning up the backroad song.

Park it and we pile out, baby watch your step down, Better have your boots on.

Kick the dust up,

back it on up,

fill your cup up,

Let’s tear it up up

And kick the dust up.



Downtown they got a line of people waiting out the door.

10 dollar drinks, it’s packed inside, I don’t know what their waiting for.

Got me a jar full of ‘Clear and I got that music for your ears

And it’s like knock knock knock goes the diesel,

If you really wanna see the beautiful people



We go way out where there ain’t nobody, We turn this cornfield into a party

Pedal to the floorboard end up in a four door burning up the backroad song

Park it and we pile out, baby watch your step down, better have your boots on.

Kick the dust up,

back it on up,

fill your cup up,

That’s what’s up up,

Let’s kick the dust up.



Just follow me down ‘neath the 32 bridge you all gonna be glad you did.



We go way out where there ain’t nobody, We turn this cornfield into a party.

Pedal to the floorboard end up in a four door burning up the backroad song.

Park it and we pile out, baby watch your step down. Better have your boots on,

Kick the dust up (Kick The Dust Up)

fill your cup up,

Let’s Back it on up,

Let’s tear it up,

Let’s kick the dust up