Trace Adkins - Got It Down

(One, two, one, two, do it)

I might get side-swiped, I might get way laid
I've been known to cash some checks above my pay grade
I've been busted by some broncos that I never should have battled
Picked my pride up out the dust and got right back up in the saddle

My daddy's daddy's grandpa's daddy passed it down to me
I'm a neck red bred and corn bread fed, hard headed SOB
Yeah, that's me, still hangin' tough enough for another round
When it comes to never givin' up, I got it down

This one's for you, baby

Sometimes we argue, sometimes we fight, girl
Maybe that's why we get along 'cause we're both right, girl
I guess it takes one to know one and that's how I recognize it
You put that sweet thing on my mustang and you weren't afraid to ride it

Your momma's momma's grandma's momma passed it down to you
That bible thumping chicken dumpling cowgirl attitude
Yeah, that's you, still hangin' tough enough for another round
When it comes to never givin' up, you got it down

Yeah, baby
Come on

Yeah, my daddy's daddy's grandpa's daddy passed it down to me
I'm a neck red bred and corn bread fed, hard headed SOB
Yeah, that's me, still hangin' tough enough for another round
When it comes to never givin' up, I got it down
When it comes to never givin' up, I got it down
Yeah, I got it down
Alright

(Alright everybody, hang on now, hang on)
(There you go)
(Ride 'em cowboy)
(Alright, big ending, big ending)
(Big ol' country and western ending right here)
(Yeah)
(That's not exactly what I had in mind, whatever)

Written by:
Brandon Lynn Kinney, Craig Michael Wiseman

Publisher:
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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