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Hittin' the Hay Lyrics

You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay
You better hold on tight and pray
You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Darlin', better run, 'cause I won't hold back my horses
(wahoo!)
You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay
You better hold on tight and pray
You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Darlin', better run, 'cause I won't hold back my horses

'Round and 'round, up and down
Slam your partner down 'til he hit the ground
And up you go now, go go go
Spin him 'round and 'round 'til he can't be found

There's time to slay
There's games to play
No more to say
So everybody, hit the hay

You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay
You better hold on tight and pray
You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Darlin', better run, 'cause I won't hold back my horses

We go hittin' the hay and we go hittin' the hay
We will rumble and stumble all night and day
We go hittin' the hay, yeah, we go hittin' the hay
'Til our backside's bleedin', we go hittin' the hay
Here we go again, come and grab your friend
Shake him up, shake him down, gotta get a good blend
Wooo!

First, you hold him tight
Then you kick him right
Sing hey-di-ley
Go hit the hay

You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay
You better hold on tight and pray
You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Darlin', better run, 'cause I won't hold back my horses

We go hittin' the hay and we go hittin' the hay
We will rumble and stumble all night and day
We go hittin' the hay, yeah, we go hittin' the hay
'Til our backside's bleedin', we go hittin' the hay
Wooo!
Woo-hoo!
Wooo!

You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay
You better hold on tight and pray (ha ha ha)
You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Darlin', better run, 'cause I won't hold back my horses

You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay
You better hold on tight and pray
You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Darlin', better run, 'cause I won't hold back my horses

We go hittin' the hay and we go hittin' the hay
We will rumble and stumble all night and day
We go hittin' the hay, we go hittin' the hay
'Til our backside's bleedin', we go hittin' the hay

We go hittin' the hay and we go hittin' the hay
We will rumble and stumble all night and day
We go hittin' the hay, we go hittin' the hay
'Til our backside's bleedin', we go hittin' the hay
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