Songtext Wrote the book around here Brantley Gilbert

Wrote the book around here

We put the hell in the raisin', country in the station
Good in them ol' goodyears
Now there ain't nothin' to it, we don't just do it
Man, we wrote the book around here

You can leave black marks barkin' down a two-lane
But man we did the same thing when it was just dirt
If you wanna put your name on a tank, it'll take a lotta paint
But your gonna have to cover mine first

And that bonfire spot y'all got, I lit the first log out in that old field
You can be the guy that buys all the shine from me
Hell, I'll help build the steel

We put the hell in the raisin', country in the station
Good in them ol' goodyears
Now there ain't nothin' to it, we don't just do it
Man, we wrote the book around here
We put the rock in the roll, the roll in the stone
A whole lot of cold in beer
Put the shot in the sign, the all in the night
Yeah we wrote the book around here

You can talk that talk, 'bout your young buck crew
'Fore you run your mouth and get knocked out your boots
Every word that you heard about me is damn true
Got the shirt and the tattoo too

We put the hell in the raisin', country in the station
Good in them ol' goodyears
Now there ain't nothin' to it, we don't just do it
Man, we wrote the book around here
We put the rock in the roll, the roll in the stone
A whole lot of cold in beer
Put the shot in the sign, the all in the night
Yeah we wrote the book around here

We put the red in the neck, the back in the forty
Everything in every small-town story

We put the hell in the raisin', country in the station
Good in them ol' goodyears
Now there ain't nothin' to it, we don't just do it
Man, we wrote the book around here
We put the rock in the roll, the roll in the stone
A whole lot of cold in beer
Put the shot in the sign, the all in the night
Yeah we wrote the book around here