Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin’ up his Bronco He’s gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting pretty sprayin’ on the White Rain Yeah, they’re gonna get a rowdy tonight Down at the football game, yeah
We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that’s the way We get down in a Hicktown
Well, you can see the neighbors butt crack nailing on his shingles And his woman’s smokin’, Pall Mall’s watchin’ Laura Ingalls And granny’s getting lit, she’s headin’ out to bingo Yeah, my buddies and me are goin’ muddin’ Down on Blue Hole Road, you know, you know
We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that’s the way We get down in a Hicktown
We hear folks in the city party in Martini Bars And they like to show off in their fancy foreign cars Out here in the boondocks we buy beer at Amoco And crank our Kraco speakers with that country radio
We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that’s the way We get down
Oh, oh, we let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas Its buck wild, yeah, but that’s the way We get down in a Hicktown
In a Hicktown It’s the way we get down In a Hicktown Yeah, in a Hicktown
Aww, we ain't finished yet Got your country boys and your Red neck girls Its the party heard ‘round the world Right here in Hicktown, yeah, in Hicktown The whole town is gettin down
We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that’s the way We get down
Oh, oh, we let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas Its buck wild, yeah, but that’s the way We get down in a Hicktown
In a Hicktown It’s the way we get down Aww, take it home.