Lyrics

Heard the man’s coming after it
To bulldoze it down
That’s the only dance hall we’ve got left in this town
Need another Starbucks like a hole in our head
We’ve come to party even if the building’s not there
We’re still gonna go on Friday nights

Cuz I miss sawdust on my boots
Smoke filling up the air
Hearing that overused pick up line
I think you got my chair
You can gentrify my little country town
Hell you’ve got some nerve
You can take away my honky tonk
Can’t take the honky tonk out of this girl

We’ll bring our trucks
We’ll bring our kegs
Our country town ain’t built for millionaires
We’ll spread some sawdust
We’ll take our shots
Dance on those lines you painted in our parking lot
We’re still gonna go on Friday nights

Now I’ve got sawdust on my boots
Smoke filling up the air
Hearing that overused pick up line
I think you got my chair
You can gentrify my little country town
Hell you’ve got some nerve
You can take away my honky tonk
Can’t take the honky tonk out of this girl
You can take away my honky tonk
Can’t take the honky tonk out of this girl
You can knock it all down, tear it to the ground, build your fancy coffeehouse
You can knock it all down, tear it to the ground, build your fancy coffeehouse
You can knock it all down, tear it to the ground, build your fancy coffeehouse

I’ve got sawdust on my boots
Smoke filling up the air
Hearing that overused pick up line
I think you got my chair
You can gentrify my little country town
Hell you’ve got some nerve
You can take away my honky tonk
Can’t take the honky tonk out of this girl

I’ve got sawdust on my boots
Smoke filling up the air
Hearing that overused pick up line
I think you got my chair
You can gentrify my little country town
Hell you’ve got some nerve
You can take away my honky tonk
Can’t take the honky tonk out of this girl
You can take away my honky tonk
Can’t take the honky tonk out of this girl