Cornfield with Vegas Lights

Silver eagle burning through that diesel
Rolling down that black top like a bullet shot from a twang town gun
There’s hand me down farm town
Waiting on the sun to drop, tops to pop
Got their finger on a feel good trigger y’all
Mayberry’s got it right
Cause there ain’t nothing like
A cornfield with Vegas lights
Two for one flashing marque sign
A parking lot full of pickup trucks
Covered up in back road mud
County line girls in cut off jeans
That like to dance when they start to drink
My kind of gettin' right
A cornfield with Vegas lights
Quarters stop dropping in that juke box
When the band fire off a little hag a little cash a little walk this way
All the farm boys and farmer’s daughters
Are getting loud and getting plowed
Throwing down right up to last call y’all
Mayberry’s got it right
Cause there ain’t nothing like
A cornfield with Vegas lights
Two for one flashing marque sign
A parking lot full of pickup trucks
Covered up in back road mud
County line girls in cut off jeans
That like to dance when they start to drink
My kind of gettin' right
A cornfield with Vegas lights
Go on fire up that tractor
Drop the gate on that barbwire fence
Cut back about twenty acres
String some lights and flip that switch
Mayberry’s got it right
Cause there ain’t nothing like
A cornfield with Vegas lights
Two for one flashing marque sign
A parking lot full of pickup trucks
Covered up in back road mud
County line girls in cut off jeans
That like to dance when they start to drink
My kind of gettin' right
A cornfield with Vegas lights