Letras
Cutting hay in a nowhere town
Sun up to sun down
Making that summertime money
Damn, it was hot as hell
Stacking it bale by bale
Come quitting time, man I was running
Little sweat on my shirt
Little sun on my burn
Little hard on that work
But it was worth it
'Cause it put gas in the tank
Put a little smoke in that tray
Put a little feel good in our crazy
Put a little fifth on ice
Put a little look in her eye
Sure bought a lot of time with my baby
Got us out on the edge of town
She'd light me up and I'd lay her down
Those nights got hotter
Spending those blue collar dollars
That dusty red clay
Was on my boot to my face
Still I showed up every day
Praying for Friday
Putting that pedal to the floor
Picking her up at the door
Cashing that check at the store
And we were gone
'Cause it put gas in the tank
Put a little smoke in that tray
Put a little feel good in our crazy
Put a little fifth on ice
Put a little look in her eye
Sure bought a lot of time with my baby
Got us out on the edge of town
She'd light me up, I'd lay her down
Those nights got hotter
Spending those blue collar dollars
Little sweat on my shirt
Little sun on my burn
Little hard on that work
But it was all worth it
'Cause it put gas in the tank
Put a little smoke in that tray
Put a little feel good in our crazy
Put a little fifth on ice
Put a little look in her eye
Sure bought a lot of time with my baby
Got us out on the edge of town
She'd light me up, I'd lay her down
Those nights got hotter
Spending those blue collar dollars