Garth Brooks - Aint Going Down текст песни

(til the sun comes up)

Six oclock on friday evening

Momma doesn t know shes leaving

til she hears the screen door slamming

Rubber squealin, gears a-jamming

Local country station just a blaring on the radio

Pick him up at seven and theyre headin to the rodeo

Mommas on the front porch screamin out her warning

"girl you better get your red head

Back in bed before the morning."

Nine oclock the show is ending

But the fun is just beginning

She knows hes anticipating

But shes gonna keep him waiting

Grab a bite to eat

And then theyre heading to the honkey tonk

But loud crowds and line dancing

Just aint what they really want

Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek

And where its george strait til real late

And dancing cheek to cheek.

(chorus)

Aint going down til the sun comes up

Aint givin in til they get enough

Going round the world in a pickup truck

Aint goin down til the sun comes up

Ten til twelve is wine and dancing

Midnight starts the hard romancing

One oclock that truck is rocking

Two is coming, still no stopping

Break to check the clock at three

Theyre right on where they want to be

Four oclock get up and going

Five oclock that roosters crowing

*chorus*

Six oclock on saturday

Her folks dont know hes on his way

The stalls are clean, the horses fed

They say shes grounded til shes dead

Well here he comes around the bend

Slowing down, shes jumping in

Hey mom, youre daughters gone

And there they go again

*chorus*