(Yeah)
Chuggin' along creek eighty-five
Look like another fourteen hour drive
Sun come up, it's a purdy day
Lands so flat you can see L.A.
(CHORUS)
It's a flat land boogie, when the mercury's high
Tornado alley, is always hot and dry
There's cotton fields and cattle ranches
Honky tonks and all night dances
Flat land boogie!
[1st Interlude]
(Shawn)
(Killer)(I'm diggin' it)
Racin' train down a rural route
Cruisin' towns, just checkin' 'em out
Buddy's gone to check his soul
Late at night on radio
(Chorus repeat)
[2nd Interlude]
(Holly)(ah play on brother, play on)
(T-man)
(Ah Ricky)
(Ah Mr. Wakefield)
(Chorus repeat)
Flat land boogie!
