Rock The Boat

Big & Rich

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    Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
    Gonna slam a jam, with a brand new note
    Bangin’ my head, like a billy goat
    Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
    Gonna grab a jug, have me a sip
    Gonna dance a jig, until my backbone slips
    Jump on in, see if you float
    Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat

    Well I play it fast and I play it slow
    Make a move everywhere I go
    I push it hard, and I lay it back
    My long horn horns on a Cadillac
    Picking up dust, with a cock-eyed smile
    See me comin’ for a country mile
    All I’m doin’ is a doin’ my thing
    Put a little turbo in my twang
    Make it crash boom bang
    Well

    Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
    Gonna slam a jam, with a brand new note
    Bangin’ my head, like a billy goat
    Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
    Gonna grab a jug, have me a sip
    Gonna dance a jig, until my backbone slips
    Jump on in, see if you float
    Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat

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    Are you picking up, what I’m putting down
    Are you getting all buck-wild in the crowd
    Bobbing your head, stomping them red wings, to your own thang
    Down in the club, with the purple drank
    A long neckin’ on a river bank
    A tie-dyed, a camouflage, up town in the moosehead lodge
    It’s bon voyage

    Gonna rock, rock, rockin’ the boat
    Everybody rockin’ the boat (everybody rockin’ the boat)
    Gonna rock, rock, rockin’ the boat
    Everybody rockin’ the boat
    Gonna rock, rock, rockin’ the boat
    Everybody rockin’ the boat (everybody rockin’ the boat)
    Gonna rock, rock, rockin’ the boat
    Everybody rockin’ the boat

    A l’ll sump’m sump’m in my glass smooth sippin’
    Walk into the venue everybody start trippin’
    Music so loud the speakers start clippin’
    Got me bangin’ my head so hard my neck crickin’
    People walkin’ up shakin’ hands hi-fivin’ with all my bros
    Like we’re drafted by the pros
    Now you know the phantasmagorical flow
    Hands to the sky when you’re out at the show!
    (Gonna rock! Rock! Rockin’ the boat!)
    Don’t tip the pontoon, gotta keep it afloat!
    (Gonna rock! Rock! Rockin’ the boat!)
    Hear the southern accent comin’ out of his throat!

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