The Cadillac Three Soundtrack To A Six Pack song lyrics

We say "yes, sir," "no, ma'am," love Charlie Daniels Band

Whiskey from the bottle, beer from a cold can

I drive a Ford truck, he drives a Chevy

Mine's "Mean Green," his is "Black Betty"

Yes, we're southern by birth, southern by choice

One nation under God, yes, I'm southern by voice

Kicking out the jams, taking care of business

Get your lighters in the air, holler if you're with us

It's a soundtrack to a six pack

The devil went down to Georgia in a Cadillac

Kicking on back with good friends

Get washed in the water, little skinny dipping sin

Some moonshine sipping, off a tailgate flipping

Love the little hotties, dancing like they're on a mission

It's a soundtrack to a six pack

1 2 3 4 5 – six pack!

Next day, we've got lawn seats to Willie, gonna smoke a little silly

Look over to my left, there's Gibbons, yeah, Billy

Pops a top on a na, says, hey, if you want

I got five more of these nice and cold, so come on