Lyrics
We don't raise our glasses to a toast
We raise our beer cans to the most
Not a highway just a back road
Down a road we already know
Is what we do on Friday night
On a small town night in Alabama
We've got everything to make it right
In the back woods
With our beer cans
We throw in the fire on our land
(Oh, Ohh)
Everybody you know will make an appearance
We've got everything we need right here
We're all sitting by the fire sipping on number three
You'll bet on a Saturday night
This is where we'll all be
On a small town night in Alabama
We've got everything to make it right
In the back woods
With our beer cans
We throw in the fire on our land
(Oh, Ohh)
(Oohhhh)
On a small town night in Alabama
We've got everything to make it right
In the back woods
With our beer cans
We throw in the fire on our land
On a small town night in Alabama
We've got everything to make it right
In the back woods
With our beer cans
We throw in the fire on our land
In the back woods
With our beer cans
We throw in the fire on our land
(Oh, Ohh)