The Sticks Lyrics - The Cadillac Three - The Cadillac Three

Well we ain't big city, you can call me a hick 

Me and that bottle like a cow and a salt lick 

Ain't nothing wrong so don't try to fix 

You keep them stones, just give us the sticks 

Oh, oh 

Well, that's where we'll go when the times get tough 

Take your Maserati and I'll take my truck 

Rednecks and blue ties just don't mix 

You keep them stones, just give us the sticks 

Oh 

Well I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day 

A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway 

A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip 

Keep your stones, just give us the sticks 

Just give us the sticks 

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We got backyard horse shoes, a needle on the record 

A Cracker Barrel cook out, playing rug checkers 

Tastes like heaven, we're full of good tea 

You keep them stones, just give us the sticks 

I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day 

A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway 

A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip 

Keep your stones, just give us the sticks 

Aw, just give us the sticks 

Go and keep your big city, high dollar life 

Me and my boys we are doing alright 

We're out here smoking and drinking all night 

Just give us the sticks and it'll be alright 

I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day 

A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway 

A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip 

Keep your stones 

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Well, I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day 

A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway 

A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip 

Keep your stones, just give us the sticks 

Just give us the sticks