Turn It Up

[Instrumental] (Verse 1) Friday night lights, we're kicking off our boots, Jeep's loaded up, heading where the music roots. Gravel roads, leading to the beat, Dust kicks up, from the stomping of our feet. (Chorus) Hoedown, throw down, feel the bass jump, Tractors and tracks, let's pump it up. Moon's high, crowd's loud, under starry skies, We're lighting up the night, where the heartland lies. (Verse 2) Barbecue smoke, sweet summer air, Laughing and singing, without a single care. Cold beers clinking, cheers to this wild ride, Country strong, with a touch of neon pride. (Bridge) Spin you round, in a field of green, Nothing but us and the crickets seen. Hold tight, don’t let go, in this country scene, We’re living the dream, young and free and keen. (Chorus) Hoedown, throw down, feel the bass jump, Tractors and tracks, let's pump it up. Moon's high, crowd's loud, under starry skies, We're lighting up the night, where the heartland lies. (Chorus) Hoedown, throw down, feel the bass jump, Tractors and tracks, let's pump it up. Moon's high, crowd's loud, under starry skies, We're lighting up the night, where the heartland lies.