Me And My Gang - Live In Studio

Way on down to southern Alabama

With the guitars jammin' that's where we're headed

Straight up to Butte, Montana

Singin' "Lord, I Was Born a Ramblin' Man"

California to Oregon

Even New York City got one or two hill billies

Ready to hit the road

It's a brother and a sister kind of thang

Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang

With me and my gang

We live to ride, we ride to live

Me and my gang

Jump on that train

Grab hold of them reins

We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang

Me and my gang, yeah

Me and my gang

We got hippies, gypsies, freaks and geeks

High class women in Daisy Duke denim

Bangin' on gongs and singin' our songs

Dude named Elrod jammin' on an iPod

Beer and bonfires

Wide open throttle, Coors in a bottle

It's all for one and one for all y'all

It's a brother and a sister kind of thang

Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang

With me and my gang

We live to ride, we ride to live

Me and my gang

Jump on that train

Grab hold of them reins

We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang

Me and my gang, yeah

It's a brother and a sister kind of thang

Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang

With me and my gang

We live to ride, we ride to live

Me and my gang

Jump on that train

Grab hold of them reins

We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang

Yeah, with me and my gang

Jump on that train, woo

Grab hold of them reins, baby