Thomas Rhett

Released: September 8, 2017

Songwriter: Thomas Rhett Rhett Akins Jesse Frasure Ashley Gorley

Producer: Thomas Rhett Jesse Frasure Dann Huff

[Verse 1]
Anybody wanna pop a top on a random Tuesday night?
Anybody wanna build a fire in a circle of truck headlights?
Anybody wanna hit the field and get into some trouble?
Or go way, way, way back in the woods with a big ol' capital W?
You got my number, hit me up if you're tryin' to fill your cup
All you ladies in Luccheses with that denim all riped up, I'm singin'

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain't no gate code, just hop that fence
Ain't no dress code, baby, come on in
Just pour your worries on Sonic ice, yeah
And we gon' get you feelin' alright

[Chorus]
Got that country gold comin' out of your radio
A little more funk at the end of your gravel road
Ain't tryin' to brag, but we got it all figured out
That's how we do it in the dirty south
Break it down like, like, like

[Verse 2]
The smaller the town, the bigger the party (We gon' turn it up)
We out in the sticks and gettin' it started
So grab all your friends and tell everybody
The smaller the town, the biggger the party (Turn it up some)
I will not take a pill in Ibiza, but I will do a shot of tequila
I'll break out my guitar under the stars
And sing you some Oh My Maria
Yeah, we got a handle of Tito's just me and all my amigos
Gonna hit a little bump, bump, bumpy road
On the way to the spot only we know

[Chorus]
Ain't no gate code, just hop that fence
Ain't no dress code, baby, come on in
Just pour your worries on Sonic ice, yeah
And we gon' get you feelin' alright
Got that country gold comin' out of your radio
A little more funk at the end of your gravel road
Ain't tryin' to brag, but we got it all figured out
That's how we do it in the dirty south
Break it down like, like, like
And the drums go
Break it down, hey

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain't no gate code, just hop that fence
Ain't no dress code, baby, come on in
Just pour your worries on Sonic ice, yeah
And we gon' get you feelin' alright

[Chorus]
Got that country gold comin' out of your radio
A little more funk at the end of your gravel road
Ain't tryin' to brag, but we got it all figured out
That's how we do it in the dirty south
Break it down like, like, like (One more time, like)
Got that country gold comin' out of your radio
A little more funk at the end of your gravel road
Ain't tryin' to brag, but we got it all figured out
That's how we do it in the dirty south
Break it down like, like, like

[Outro]
Ah, that country gold, ah
Country gold

Thomas Rhett Akins, Jr. is a country superstar who has charmed listeners with romantic tracks like “Die a Happy Man.” He was born March 30, 1990 in Valdosta, Georgia to country music recording artist Rhett Akins, Sr. and wife Paige Braswell. In high school, he was the drummer in a punk rock band called the High Heeled Flip Flops. Thomas married his childhood sweetheart, Lauren Gregory, in October 2012, and they adopted their oldest daughter, Willa Gray Akins, in May 2017 and welcomed their second daughter Ada James Akins into the world on August 12th 2017.

His debut, self-titled EP gave listeners a preview of his debut album, It Goes Like This.

2015’s Tangled Up proved to be an important record to Thomas' career. Singles like “T-Shirt,” “Vacation,” and “Die a Happy Man” drew in new audiences who appreciated Thomas' lyrical and vocal talents.

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