Hey Ya Ll - Chris Cagle

I pulled up to a cattle guard

Got out opened up the gate

I drove down a long dirt road

To the banks of an old two acre lake

They had bonfires and barbwire

Fresh caught catfish in the deep fryer

I jumped out my truck and said it's on

And everybody sang

Hey ya'll break out the beer turn the skynyrd on

Hey ya'll how ya doin'

Whatcha doin'

Hey ya'll we ain't leavin' 'til they call the law

Hey ya'll hey ya'll come on

A cloud of dust came rollin' in

Blue lights flashin' there were ten of them

Sheriff Harper and all his boys

Said all they had to do was just follow the noise

He dropped his gun and then his star

Reached in his cruiser pulled out his guitar

Said officer what have we done wrong

He just smiled at me a said nothin' at all singin'

Hey ya'll break out the beer turn the Skynyrd on

Hey ya'll whatcha doin how ya' doin

Hey ya'll crank it up we ain't never goin' home

Hey ya'll

Hey ya'll Hey ya'll watch this

See that girl over there lookin' fine

Well I betcha by morning I can make her mine

Everybody sang

Hey ya'll break out the beer turn the Skynyrd on

Hey ya'll watcha doin'

Baby how'm I doin

Hey ya'll we ain't leavin' til the law goes home

Hey ya'll hey ya'll hey ya'll come on