Tekst
Just a good old boy never got to state
Right on track for minimum wage
No chance of college because of my GPA
Raise a Little Hell on Friday nights
With our fake IDs and two fists to fight
Buyin my time but damn I felt alive
I tried not listening to the devil on my shoulder but when it's hot that beers a little colder
Shorts got shorter them legs got longer
I couldn't help but fall right back to that
Neon moonlight late night party
When they yelled last call we were just getting started
Someday maybe I'd settle down
But I was just living the dream in my hometown
Black Mountain to Fairview
Ten miles of stories between the two
Football rivals to church pew Bibles
Heartbreaks man I've had a few
Middle of nowhere to be found
Doing three for Dale as you pass it around
Trying to make sense of the next road I go down
I tried not listening to the devil on my shoulder but when it's hot that beers a little colder
Shorts got shorter them legs got longer
I couldn't help but fall right back to that
Neon moonlight late night party
When they yelled last call we were just getting started
Someday maybe I'd settle down
But I was just living the dream in my hometown
Flying down those gravel roads
No place to be but always had to go
I tried not listening to the devil on my shoulder but when it's hot that beers a little colder
Shorts got shorter them legs got longer
I couldn't help but fall right back to that
Neon moonlight late night party
When they yelled last call we were just getting started
Someday maybe I'd settle down
But I was just living the dream in my hometown