by Let’s Hit the Hay
Performed by Bale Harrison and the Texas Field Hands
Let’s Hit the Hay – DOWNLOAD
[Verse 1]
Girl, the day’s draggin’ slow,
Like a lazy ol’ river with nowhere to go,
But I’m clockin’ out and rollin’ in,
We’re cashin’ in this week like it’s a win-win.
I’m revved up, you’re ridin’ shotgun,
Got your pretty head leanin’ on, just havin’ fun.
[Pre-Chorus]
We got the stars waitin’ up in the sky,
When the sun goes down, we’ll fly so high.
Drinks in our hands, feelin’ bold,
Let’s stay young till we’re too old.
[Chorus]
Let’s rock that barnyard sound,
Kick the dust, boots pound,
Two-step to the moonlight,
Hold me close, that feels right.
Whiskey shots, top shelf,
No one’s here but ourselves.
That country band’s playin’ our song,
One more spin, we can’t go wrong.
Head home when the rooster crows,
Lights out, let’s see where it goes.
Jeans thrown on the floor, no delay,
We’re gonna hit the hay.
[Verse 2]
You give me that wink, I’m losin’ control,
Like a tractor in gear, diggin’ into my soul.
Pedal down, we’re burnin’ rubber,
Got me heated up, there’s no other.
A sip of shine, a toast to you,
Country nights, I’m lovin’ the view.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, the night’s got plans for us,
Under that blanket of stars and trust.
Cold drinks, warm hearts, no end in sight,
We’ll sleep someday, but not tonight.
[Chorus]
Let’s rock that honky-tonk vibe,
Can’t stop, don’t even try.
Pull me close, spin me ‘round,
Ain’t no better time in town.
Double shots, feelin’ nice,
A little fire, a little ice.
That fiddle hummin’ all night long,
And we’ll dance till the break of dawn.
Head home, moon’s still high,
Lights off, clothes untied,
Jeans scattered on the floor, come what may,
We’re gonna hit the hay.
[Bridge]
Hey, little country queen,
With your sweet drawl and them faded jeans.
You’re my fire, my gasoline,
We’re a match, baby, bright and lean.
Let’s burn it down, me and you,
With a spark that’s long overdue.
[Chorus]
So let’s rock that honky-tonk heat,
Can’t stop these dancin’ feet.
Pull me in, spin me more,
Let’s make this night hardcore.
Whiskey high, love’s on tap,
You and me, no lookin’ back.
That band’s still playin’ our jam,
We’re lost in the moment, don’t give a damn.
Head home as the stars fade away,
Lights down, and we’ll hit the hay.
[Outro]
We’ll hit the hay, yeah, runnin’ fast,
This night ain’t one that’s meant to last.
But till it’s done, till it’s all said,
We’ll hit the hay, we’ll paint it red.
Hit the hay, girl, let’s run,
‘Cause this night’s just begun!
Let’s Hit the Hay – Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
