C'mon, there's a gentleman down in Lynchburg On the south side of Tennessee He started cookin' that home made whiskey Had his own little recipe Now, his name's on a million labels You can see it on a billboard sign Got a lot of good ol' buddies But Jack Daniels is a friend of mine Got to hit it, get it while the gettin's good Kick the tires and pop that hood I can't quit it, wouldn't if I could Sure beats sittin' around, knock, knock, knockin' on wood Get with it, while your bidin' your time Playin' that ready or not I'm gonna take my shot Pop, gonna hit it, hit it She was standin' behind the eight ball Lookin' like trouble in a short skirt Hell on heels about year tall Makin' it work, makin' it work The money was on the table My eyes were out of the socket She caught me bent down in front of the ball Shot the eight ball in the corner pocket Hit it, get it while the gettin's good Kick the tires and pop that hood I can't quit it, wouldn't if I could Sure ain't sittin' here, knock, knock, knockin' on wood Get with it, while your bidin' your time Playin' that ready or not I'm gonna take my shot Pop, gonna hit it Gonna hit it, yeah Got a pool shark honey and a pocket full of money And a bottle of ole' JD You can jump on the bus and party with us But if your runnin' with me, runnin' with me Hit it, get it while the getting's good Kick the tires and pop that hood I can't quit it, wouldn't if I could Sure beats sittin' around, knock, knock, knockin' on wood Get with it, while your bidin' your time Playin' that ready or not I'm gonna take my shot Pop, gonna hit it, yeah, I'm gonna hit it, ooh © FRANKLIN ROAD MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com