Shoot The Bull

Hey cowboy

You been throwing that rope, playing them shows making Texas noise

Got country back on main stream

Hey mountain man

You been gone singing them songs with your wild card band

Selling out every seat

Let's slow down them highway wheels

Find a honky tonk to kill

Let's load up some silver bullets

Saddle up some old barstools

Set our sights on 2 am and

Let the rowdy cut loose

Forget all of our problems

Take that corner quarter jukebox to school

Crank up a little possum

And shoot the bull

Man tell me 'bout that gold plated buckle, them tattood knuckles

Well buddy they're about 1st place and family

And while we're at it, tell me 'bout moonshine running and big deer hunting up in Appalachia

You'd have to see it to believe

Kinda makes me want a drink

Let's load up some silver bullets

Saddle up some old barstools

Set our sights on 2 am and

Let the rowdy cut loose

Forget all of our problems

Take that corner quarter jukebox to school

Crank up a little possum

And shoot the bull

How 'bout that Mossy Oak

How 'bout that Resistol hat

Them red, white, and blue boys

And girls over there kicking ass

Yeah c'mon raise a glass

Let's load up some silver bullets

Saddle up some old barstools

Set our sights on 2 am and

Let the rowdy cut loose

Forget all of our problems

Take that corner quarter jukebox to school

Crank up a little possum

And shoot the bull

Crank up a little possum

And shoot the bull