Karaoké Shoot the Bull Cody Johnson & Luke Combs

Hey cowboy

You been throwin' that rope

Playin' them shows

Makin' Texas noise

Got country back on mainstream

Hey mountain man

You been gone singin' them songs

With your wild-card band

Sellin' out every seat

Let's slow down them highway wheels

Find a honky tonk to kill

Let's load up some silver bullets

Saddle up some old barstools

Set our sights on two A.M. and let the rowdy cut loose

Forget all of our problems

Take that corner quarter jukebox to school

Crank up a little possum and shoot the bull

Man tell me 'bout them gold-plated buckles and tattooed knuckles

Well buddy they're about first place and family

And while we're at it tell me 'bout moonshine runnin' and big deer huntin'

Up in Appalachia

You'd have to see it to believe

Kinda makes me want a drink

Kinda makes me want a drink

Let's load up some silver bullets

Saddle up some old barstools

Set our sights on two A.M. and let the rowdy cut loose

Forget all of our problems

Take that corner quarter jukebox to school

Crank up a little possum and shoot the bull

How 'bout that Mossy Oak

How 'bout that Resistol hat

Them red, white and blue boys

Them red, white and blue boys and girls over there kickin' ass and girls over there kickin' ass

Yeah come on raise a glass

Let's load up some silver bullets

Saddle up some old barstools

Set our sights on two A.M. and let the rowdy cut loose

Forget all of our problems

Take that corner quarter jukebox to school

Crank up a little possum and shoot the bull

Crank up a little possum and shoot the bull