Some folks sit and wait
On government checks
Some of us have the
Sun beatin' down on our necks
We've all got the same damn thing in mind
An ol' screen door that swings
'Neath the neon sign
Nah, we don't need a reason
To get down
Turn the jukebox up to ten
Son, throw 'em down
Keep those longnecks cold on ice
Before too long it sure be nice
Just might have to buy
The house around
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town
Someone throw some cornmeal
Down on the floor
So me and my baby can shuffle
Just a little bit more
Then, I think we look funny
The way that we move
That's our thing, and
We got our own groove
Nah, we don't need a reason
To get down
Turn the jukebox up to ten
Son, throw 'em down
Keep those longnecks cold on ice
Before too long it sure be nice
Just might have to buy
The house around
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town
Nah, we don't need a reason
To get down
Turn the jukebox up to ten.
Son, throw 'em down
Keep those longnecks cold on ice
Before too long it sure be nice
Just might have to buy
The house around
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town
