[Verse 1] Tailgate down on a Friday, dust blowing off the lane Coolers full of bargain beer, boots tracking through the grain Mama called from the screen door, "Wipe 'em off before you come on in" "Keep both hands on your cousins, and that hot head buttoned up" My sister by the mailbox said, "Save me a spot up front" She said, "Back before the last song," with that grin that meant she wouldn't When the fiddle kicks the doorway, nobody wants it done [Chorus] Climb up in the truck bed, clap once, then slide your feet Step left, step right, let that old bass drum find the beat A yellow porch bulb shining while the radio hums along Mama's voice still cuts through clean, right in the middle of the song My girl calls out, "Don't blink now, this is the part you love" We're square-dancing in the yard now, raising dust and giving up [Verse 2] Cousin Jack called the turns out, Granny took them like a pro Somebody found an AM station with a little twang and glow Mama kept time at the window, stirring ice in a red tin cup "Watch your feet, watch your elbows," she said when we got too wound up My sister clapped the rhythm in with a bottle on the rail Soda sweating on the fender, hairpins shining in the pail Every stomp said, "Stay a minute," till the whole night lost its name [Chorus] Climb up in the truck bed, clap once, then slide your feet Step left, step right, let that old bass drum find the beat A yellow porch bulb shining while the radio hums along Mama's voice still cuts through clean, right in the middle of the song My girl calls out, "Don't blink now, this is the part you love" We're square-dancing in the yard now, raising dust and giving up [Bridge] When the last tune started slipping, we leaned in to hear it go Headlights made a little dance floor where the ruts and garden hose ran slow Mama came out laughing, said, "Now don't you act like you're all grown" My sister hooked my sleeve and said, "One more, then we go home" So we ran it back again, all heels and claps and grins And the whole place held its breath until the chorus kicked in [Chorus] Climb up in the truck bed, clap once, then slide your feet Step left, step right, let that old bass drum find the beat A yellow porch bulb shining while the radio hums along Mama's voice still cuts through clean, right in the middle of the song My girl calls out, "Don't blink now, this is the part you love" We're square-dancing in the yard now, raising dust and giving up
