Kick that dust up, boots on the floor, Slide to the left, now stomp once more, Spin that hat, let the good times roar, We’re dancin’ like we never done before. Step‑step, clap‑clap, swing it on back, Line up tight, keep the rhythm on track, Boot‑heel hittin’ with a country smack, Bar lights glowin’ in a neon stack. Raise that drink, let the whole crowd shout, Turn that body, shake the wild side out, Two‑step fever, that’s what we’re about, Country line‑dance, no room for doubt. Kick‑kick, stomp‑stomp, slide and glide, Cowboy swagger with a little bit of pride, Boots all thumpin’ in a row‑wide stride, This bar’s alive — we’re electrified.
