Hands Up 2013 by Tennessee Shine Lyrics
[Intro]
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Yeah
[Chorus]
Everybody throw your hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
[Verse 1]
When the work weeks over, the beer gets colder
Call the boys load 'em up, grab a guitar and light a fire, and get the girls over
And if you like 'em thick as molasses, well then raise up your glasses
With the Luke Bryan on and like a country girl I'll have 'em shakin' their asses
[Chorus]
With their hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
[Verse 2]
Well the work weeks over, you can forget about sober
Flip flops and shades in the canoe, why don't you float on over?
Meet up at a gravel bar where there ain't no cover charge
Get a funnel goin' like a river flowin'
[Chorus]
And we got our hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
[Verse 3]
Hey we gettin' started 'fore the sunlight fades
And we get retarded 'til the break of day
And the Natty Light prolly make her say
That she loves me but Jack turns love to hate
So we just tryna party, we just tryna party
Get white boy wasted, sorry not sorry
When the moon shines on my empty jar of moonshine
I'm like "Where the hell are we?"
This is crazy, what a great night
To sit lakeside by a bonfire and a guitar man
Singin' get your hands up, get your hands up, yeah
Backroadin' to the beat of our own drums
Hell yeah, y'all pass me a cold one
And keep 'em comin' 'til no ones sober
We get pulled over the cops holler
[Chorus]
Get your hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
Everybody throw your hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Yeah
[Chorus]
Everybody throw your hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
[Verse 1]
When the work weeks over, the beer gets colder
Call the boys load 'em up, grab a guitar and light a fire, and get the girls over
And if you like 'em thick as molasses, well then raise up your glasses
With the Luke Bryan on and like a country girl I'll have 'em shakin' their asses
[Chorus]
With their hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
[Verse 2]
Well the work weeks over, you can forget about sober
Flip flops and shades in the canoe, why don't you float on over?
Meet up at a gravel bar where there ain't no cover charge
Get a funnel goin' like a river flowin'
[Chorus]
And we got our hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
[Verse 3]
Hey we gettin' started 'fore the sunlight fades
And we get retarded 'til the break of day
And the Natty Light prolly make her say
That she loves me but Jack turns love to hate
So we just tryna party, we just tryna party
Get white boy wasted, sorry not sorry
When the moon shines on my empty jar of moonshine
I'm like "Where the hell are we?"
This is crazy, what a great night
To sit lakeside by a bonfire and a guitar man
Singin' get your hands up, get your hands up, yeah
Backroadin' to the beat of our own drums
Hell yeah, y'all pass me a cold one
And keep 'em comin' 'til no ones sober
We get pulled over the cops holler
[Chorus]
Get your hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me
Everybody throw your hands up
Grab a jar fill your glass up
Baby, if you feel the same
Get beside me on this front porch swing
We can light up a bonfire, let it burn all night
Baby if you feel me, jump on the tailgate with me