Little Joe And Big Bill Lyrics - Charlie Daniels Band

They got a dance floor the size of Texas 

They got a band seven nights a week 

And if you don't show up before the sun goes down 

You ain't gonna find a seat 

They got some grown up Texas ladies 

They're there to make their papas proud 

They like their music, country 

And they like their country loud 

Well, every Saturday night before they turn down the lights 

And the band starts pickin' hot 

They start dancin' on the tables, dancin' on the ceilin' 

Dancin' in the parking lot 

You start feelin' it flow from your head to your toe 

You sure are glad you've come 

Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's 

Dance hall and sugar hill, barbecue emporium 

When it comes to southern cookin' 

They know what it's all about 

They got some barbecue ribs and red beans and rice 

Make your tongue snap your eyeballs out 

And you don't wanna 'cause no trouble 

Buddy 'less you're willin' to die 

'Cause Big Bill will stomp a mud hole in you 

And Little Joe will walk you dry 

Well, there's a cowboy's dream in tight blue jeans 

Swingin' through the swingin' doors 

And there's a long tall cutie, scootin' booty 

Out there on the floor 

Well, I guess it's time to get in line 

'Cause the house is startin' to hum 

Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's 

Dance hall and sugar hill, barbecue emporium 

Well, every Saturday night when they turn up the light 

When it's just about time to close 

The fiddlin' man takes the bow in his hand 

And start rockin' San Antonia Rose 

When you're walkin' out 

There ain't no doubt that you sure had a whole lot of fun 

Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's 

Dance hall and sugar hill, barbecue emporium 

Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's 

Dance hall and sugar hill, barbecue emporium