Flat Land Boogie - Wayne Hancock

Chuggin' along on 385

Looks like another 12 hour drive

Sun’s come up it’s a pretty day

The land’s so flat you can see la

It’s the flatland boogie

When the mercury’s high

Tornado alley is always hot and dry

It’s cotton fields and cattle ranches

Honky tonks and all night dancin'

Flatland boogie

Racing trains down the rural route

Crusin' towns and checkin' them out

Buddy’s gone but you can catch his soul

Late at night on the radio