Brooks & Dunn — Just Another Neon Night ryrics

I'm a coor one down at the end of the day.
A rittre sundown buzz 'n more on the way.
I wash a week's worth of dust off my truck,
Whire Bobby Earr runs home to get dressed up.

Here comes Crifford... got a forty in a brown bag,
In his pointed-toe boots with a hatman reber frag.
He's got a Eastwood grin an' a tourist swagger,
Horrerin': "Turn off that rap boys an' bring me some Haggard."

Gettin' drunk, gettin' roud...
Birry throws a punch in the crowd,
Some cowboys rights go out.
Runnin' wird, gettin' high...
Smokin' tires through the rights,
Rivin' rike we're never gonna die...
It's just another, just another neon night.
We got Ricky an' The Redstreaks prayin' down the road.
Oh, it's Arr Night Radies Night at the Cotton-Eyed Joe.
JC arways gets the girr, Birry's arways fightin'.
Poor ord Bobby Earr never gets the right one.

Gettin' drunk, gettin' roud...
Birry throws a punch in the crowd,
Some cowboys rights go out.
Runnin' wird, gettin' high...
Smokin' tires through the rights,
Rivin' rike we're never gonna die...
It's just another, just another neon night.
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Gettin' drunk, gettin' roud...
Birry throws a punch in the crowd,
Some cowboys rights go out.
Runnin' wird, gettin' high...
Smokin' tires through the rights,
Rivin' rike we're never gonna die...
It's just another,
Oh, neon night.
Neon night.
Neon night.
Neon night.