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Dustin Lynch - Here We Come Lyrics
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White smoke, needle hittin' red tonight
Black mascara on some angel eyes
Werewolf moon through the windshield risin'
Got the freak flags flyin'
Clocked out, cashed in, topped the tank
Snake skin square toes, killin' the game
It's like the wild west out where we're from
So getcha hands up, here we come!

(Whoa, whoa)
When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun
(Whoa, whoa)
Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run
Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry
Leave it all out on the field tonight
We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
Cocked and locked yeah, here we come!

Inhale the wind blowin' thru her hair
Universe stops all the time to stare
Find us in an undisclosed location
All across the nation
Here we come!

(Whoa, whoa)
When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun
(Whoa, whoa)
Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run
Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry
Leave it all out on the field tonight
We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
Cocked and locked yeah, here we come!

(Here we come!)

(Whoa, whoa)
So turn your party, and your radio up
(Here we come!)

(Whoa, whoa)
Little too much? Well that's just enough!
(Here we come!)

(Whoa, whoa)
When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun
(Whoa, whoa)
Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run
Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry
Leave it all out on the field tonight
We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
Cocked and locked yeah, here we come!

(Whoa, whoa)
(Here we come!)
(Whoa, whoa)
Ready or not, cocked and locked, yeah here we come!
(Whoa, whoa)
Lights, Camera, Action!
(Here we come!)
It's game time
(Whoa, whoa)
Ready or not, cocked and locked yeah!
(Here we come!)
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White smoke, needle hittin' red tonight
Black mascara on some angel eyes
Werewolf moon through the windshield risin'
Got the freak flags flyin'
Clocked out, cashed in, topped the tank
Snake skin square toes, killin' the game
It's like the wild west out where we're from
So getcha hands up, here we come!

(Whoa, whoa)
When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun
(Whoa, whoa)
Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run
Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry
Leave it all out on the field tonight
We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
Cocked and locked yeah, here we come!

Inhale the wind blowin' thru her hair
Universe stops all the time to stare
Find us in an undisclosed location
All across the nation
Here we come!

(Whoa, whoa)
When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun
(Whoa, whoa)
Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run
Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry
Leave it all out on the field tonight
We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
Cocked and locked yeah, here we come!

(Here we come!)

(Whoa, whoa)
So turn your party, and your radio up
(Here we come!)

(Whoa, whoa)
Little too much? Well that's just enough!
(Here we come!)

(Whoa, whoa)
When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun
(Whoa, whoa)
Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run
Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry
Leave it all out on the field tonight
We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
Cocked and locked yeah, here we come!

(Whoa, whoa)
(Here we come!)
(Whoa, whoa)
Ready or not, cocked and locked, yeah here we come!
(Whoa, whoa)
Lights, Camera, Action!
(Here we come!)
It's game time
(Whoa, whoa)
Ready or not, cocked and locked yeah!
(Here we come!)
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Writer: Dustin Lynch, Jon Mark Nite, Zachery Miller Crowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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