Truckin' Showdown

[Verse] Well, Friday night's a-comin' and the trucks are revvin' high, Ford and Chevy line 'em up underneath the open sky, Racin' 'round that campfire like they're chasin' down a dream, With Coors Lights in their hands and sticky green supreme. [Verse 2] Billy's got his Chevy and the paint is fresh and clean, While Jeb's Ford is rusted but it still runs like a dream, They're hootin' and they're hollerin', the crowd is gettin' loud, It's a country-style showdown, gonna make their hometown proud. [Chorus] Round and round they go, like a race from days of old, Engines screamin' loud while the beer's gettin' cold, Ford and Chevy clashin' in the moonlit summer night, Racin' round the fire with Coors Lights shinin' bright. [Verse 3] The stands are packed with folks who've got their lawn chairs in a row, They're smokin' that sticky green, let the good times flow, Songs of Hank and Merle mix with engines growlin' wild, It’s a southern celebration, where the country crowd's beguiled. [Bridge] The dust a-risin', in this truckin' tale of glee, Chevy’s on the left and Ford's a-burnin' rubber free, Sticky green and Coors, a combination grand, In this funny country showdown, where they race across the land. [Chorus] Round and round they go, like a race from days of old, Engines screamin' loud while the beer's gettin' cold, Ford and Chevy clashin' in the moonlit summer night, Racin' round the fire with Coors Lights shinin' bright.