Garth Brooks - Ain't Going Down Lyrics
(til the sun comes up)Six oclock on friday eveningMomma doesn t know shes leavingtil she hears the screen door slammingRubber squealin, gears a-jammingLocal country station just a blaring on the radioPick him up at seven and theyre headin to the rodeoMommas on the front porch screamin out her warningGirl you better get your red headBack in bed before the morning.Nine oclock the show is endingBut the fun is just beginningShe knows hes anticipatingBut shes gonna keep him waitingGrab a bite to eatAnd then theyre heading to the honkey tonkBut loud crowds and line dancingJust aint what they really wantDrive out to the boondocks and park down by the creekAnd where its george strait til real lateAnd dancing cheek to cheek.(chorus)Aint going down til the sun comes upAint givin in til they get enoughGoing round the world in a pickup truckAint goin down til the sun comes upTen til twelve is wine and dancingMidnight starts the hard romancingOne oclock that truck is rockingTwo is coming, still no stoppingBreak to check the clock at threeTheyre right on where they want to beFour oclock get up and goingFive oclock that roosters crowing*chorus*Six oclock on saturdayHer folks dont know hes on his wayThe stalls are clean, the horses fedThey say shes grounded til shes deadWell here he comes around the bendSlowing down, shes jumping inHey mom, youre daughters goneAnd there they go again*chorus*
