Dock Rock

A I know this funky little place D A Sits on the lake off whiskey mountain road Where there's a tiny little tin roof shack D A And the grass is overgrown D It's got a boat that's full of holes A Drive her fast enough and she'll still float E But there's a grill that's always hot And the beer is ice cold D There's room for everybody on this old pine boards D We make that dock rock, dock rock Come see what you're missin' A Got that lakeside sunshine Fishin' disposition E Pumpin' wattage throught the cottage And we're ready to roll D Ain't no sign to get there you just follow the smoke A D A To where the dock rocks D A Yeah we make that dock rock A It don't have to be the weekend D A It's going off everyday Ain't open 24/7 D A On the water man it's 25/8 D It can get a little crowded And then boards start to creak A But I'll show you how a hundred people fit on 24 feet D Gonna make that dock rock, dock rock Come see what you're missin' A Got that lakeside sunshine Fishin' disposition E Pumpin' wattage throught the cottage And were ready to roll D Ain't no sign to get there, you just follow the smoke A D A To where the dock rocks D A Yeah we make that dock rock D A D A WOOHH... WOOHH... WOOHH... WOOHH... A Ain't nothing like all my friends with me With a little sunshine and whiskey (come on) Turn this one up let's shake these old pine boards D And make that dock rock, dock rock Come see what you're missin' A Got that lakeside sunshine Fishin' disposition E Pumpin' wattage throught the cottage And were ready to roll D Ain't no sign to get there, you just follow the smoke A D A To where the dock rocks D A Yeah we make that dock rock D A D A WOOHH... WOOHH... WOOHH... WOOHH...