Twang and Round - Pour Another Round (LYRIC VIDEO)

Twang and Round's official lyric video for 'Pour Another Round' from the EP, Pour Another Round - available now on Average Joes Entertainment. Download it at http://smarturl.it/pouranotherroundep More from Twang and Round: Site: http://twangandround.net Facebook: http://facebook.com/twangandround Twitter: http://twitter.com/twangandround Instagram: http://instagram.com/twangandround LYRICS I worked all week for a pocket full a change its amazing how much better when we all come together Keep em coming tall & strong all night long rebel yellin it's compelling when my song comes on I'm a dreamer painting pictures How the world gonna be throwing cheers up to every single homie that I see Later on singing drinking got the hillside bangin hank cranking thank The Lord for the music that we making And we know just how hard life can be so we tune it out and turn the radio up and thank god that we're still free Sing another drinking song get the party on the beat that makes the girls get low We just lined the tailgates full a Mason jars about to let the good times flow And we pour one out for our old friends That didn't get to see this year Lets live it up gonna raise our cups and cheers Pour another round right here Watching tha news /on my tv screen/ politicians painting pictures/what tha future gon bring/ poverty rising/ y'all keep grinding/I'm gon keep on smiling /hope tha sun keeps on shine/ a dust on tha bottle /of some fresh white lighting/good music while I'm sippin gripping every song is hittin/and stresses of tha world, what em all drift away/it's my god givin right to wanna feel this way / guitars pickin/ banjos kickin/ baseline bumpin/ while tha drum lines winning/favorite drankin song /while I'm river bank fishing/when tha sun departs/ now we fishing in tha dark/ Keep em coming tall and strong Guitar strumming all night long Monday comes around to fast Tonight were gonna make it last Work week long bonfire shining Pour another drink bent Damn where the time went Always feel at home where the bluegrass grows Stresses of the world alleviated By the backroads