Me and My Boys - The Lacs, JB and the Moonshine Band, JB & The Moonshine Band

Meet me on the bar top, hard shots

Nothin' less baby 'til we make this party start

We got nothin' else to do

Put the money in the jukebox, sad song

Nothin' wrong with it if you mix it all in with beer

Yeah, I’ve got a have a domestic brew

Get me on the dance floor, ten more shots, I’m on

And I’m gonna party 'til the early morn'

Turn the cell phone off, put them Lac boys on (Woo)

Ain’t nobody gonna go home

'Cause me and my boys get drunk, 'til the sun comes up

And if I ain’t doin' that, hell, then I ain’t havin' fun

Talk a little, I shoot the Jack

Maybe call up miss Mary Jane

When the lady gets mad, I just tilt one back

And Me and my boys gon' drink

Me and my boys gon' drink

Me and my boys get drunk

Put my cup in the sky, on a cold river night

Just made some moonshine, taste that sweet apple pie

Got the bonfire blowin' in the back of the house

See there’s one way in, and one way out

'Cause I’m a dirt road rider with some spiked up cider

Me and my boys 'bout to pull an all nighter

With the big loud speakers in the back of the truck

Gettin' loud, gettin' drunk, 'til sun comes up, hey!

'Cause me and my boys get drunk, 'til the sun comes up

And if I ain’t doin' that, hell, then I ain’t havin' fun

Talk a little, I shoot the Jack

Maybe call up miss Mary Jane

When the lady gets mad, I just tilt one back

And Me and my boys gon' drink

Me and my boys gon' drink

Me and my boys get drunk

Just call me up, I’m headin' to town

If I’m comin', then I’m comin' to stay

Set 'em up, I knock 'em down

And knock it out the way

I’ve been drinkin' for years, straight tequila and beers

And through the laughter and tears, through the boos and the cheers

And man the man in the mirrors, and thought of callin' it quits

But I’m still finishin' my beers, he’s still raisin' his fists

I think I got too many sunrises under my belt

I act a fool just as soon as we get done with this here

I go to town like old Chesney, man I ain’t back yet

I’m blowin' doja from Texas to Georgia bit

I like to bust a fat chill, take a big swill

Got so drunk I can’t remember if I ate them pills

Aww damn, what is this bottle in my hand?

I’m just sayin', just woke up in my truck

And still not givin' a damn

Me and these Lacs ain’t even makin' up noise

Cans cracked, tilted back, stackin' stacks

Just as we’re tellin' these stories

And man I think I’m 'bout to run on my boys

Ridin' strong, grippin' hard, actin' fast, singin' songs

It’s just me and my boys

'Cause me and my boys get drunk, 'til the sun comes up

And if I ain’t doin' that, hell, then I ain’t havin' fun

Talk a little, I shoot the Jack

Maybe call up miss Mary Jane

When the lady gets mad, I just tilt one back

And Me and my boys gon' drink

Me and my boys gon' drink

Me and my boys get drunk