Back 40

One, two, three

Losing our minds in the field tonight

And the sun's going down, losing light still

Got a long, long way to go

Just keep the boys around me, Lord

I wouldn't want it any way I had before, I swear

We'll make it through the morn'

We've been pushin' that pedal, meltin' that metal

Got hearts full of pride, eyes full of sweat aw, yeah

Just puttin' in our time

And that's six straight 12s in a heat outta hell

It coulda been seven, who's to tell? Let's see

See that sun damn shine

So, Lord

Take me down to the back 40 again

'Fore we all run ragged and run to all our ends

Give me the pain with the good

Track through the trails if we still could, oh, man

Well, in the back 40 again

Take me to the back 40 again

Oh

We got tired hands and calloused eyes

Been working all day slaving all night, I guess

You can't pay back what you owe

But the cups are all filled with the golden caps

We're cooped up in the mod, we're throwing mags, oh, boy

Better get 'em nice and high

So, Lord

Take me down to the back 40 again

'Fore we all run ragged and run to all our ends

Give me the pain with the good

Track through the trails if we still could, oh, man

Well, in the back 40 again

Take me to the back 40 again

Oh

So, Lord

Take me down to the back 40 again

'Fore we all run ragged and run to all our ends

Give me the pain with the good

Track through the trails if we still could, oh, man

Well, in the back 40 again

Oh, back 40 again

Oh-oh-oh

Back 40 again