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When things get tough you just walk away, say. You don't wanna leave, but. You ain't gonna stay, if. Things are gonna stay, like. They been going lately.
I'm still running 33's up underneath this truck. Even though rush hour concrete is the only place I'm getting stuck. Ain't on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days.
Hey y'all, is that my dog up on the roof. Good gawd, why's my car out it in the pool. All I 'member was a phone call,. Now the party's on, somebody knocking at my door.
Leavin' the ground tonight. Tradin' these Chicago lights for fireflies. A couple fives in my pocket. A couple whiskey's might just stop these. Wheels of mine from spinnin' all the time.
Oh, start it up.. Hey, like to ride around and listen to that steel guitar sound, on whiskey bent and hell-bound with a little nice set brunette from FLA..
Yeah, we could wait for the sun to go down. Count the hours 'til it's time to go out. But the radio's on. And it's playin' our song. Girl, I can't help but see the sweat on your skin.
Suntans and white tank-tops,. Summer time and no flip-flops, a little country,. A little rock. Yeah, yeah.. Dirt road and dashboard lights,. Fool around on a Friday night, them jeans that fit just right..
My truck bed, cargo light. Is her spot light any night of the week. Just crank the radio, slide the rear glass and let her go. Oh, I think it's in her genes.
Well take a look at what's left in that sunset. Fireflies popping like the Fourth of July, yeah. You're gonna wanna see every single thing I'm gonna. show you tonight.
Home is where my heart is still beating. I don't know when i'll see her again. I hate to see her cry when I'm leaving. But now I'm a thousand miles away again.
We'll take a look at what's left in that sunset. Fireflies poppin' like the fourth of July, yea. You're gonna wanna see, every single thing. I'm gonna show you tonight.
I had a fake ID that looked nothin' like me. But my jeep looked sweet up on 33's. I 'member chokin' on smokes down at the creek. and braggin' 'bout kissin' that homecomin' queen.
I screwed up seven summers in one afternoon gone wrong.. What started out like Amazing Grace ended like a Springsteen song.. All she wanted was a little less reckless, all she needed was some settle down, but all she got was a second-hand Chevy with a peddle to the metal headed out of town..
I barely know you, you barely know me,. We ain't but two slow dances into this thing.. Come one and sit down, I'll order us a round.. I want to know everything. Girl, where's your hometown?.
City lights blurring lines, feels like the world's on fire. Chasing minutes in the back of this cab, counting every single mile. I ain't thinking 'bout tomorrow, I ain't thinking 'bout days gone by.
Everybody's got that girl, you know the one that got away. I really don't know why but I was thinkin' 'bout her today. I love the way she said "Georgia".
I see you and him in the corner. Talking to a couple of friends but he don't laugh when you laugh. Turn every head when you walk in. You light up this whole room he ain't got a clue.
One, two, three, four. . Yeah it's Sunday morning 'bout eleven AM. Ain't no too early, 'cause it's still the weekend. Yeah, I know you're hurting and so am I.
She got that delta donk. She got that drop the hammer. She got that talking ya'll knock at ya'll country grammar. She got that south side amen dialed in.