To the way the moonlight's shining In this water tower sky To the back roads we been driving On our way out here tonight To a bunch of pickups around a bonfire Lot a guitar picking on car tires For the music and for the love I thank the good Lord above
Here's to mama, here's to Jesus Here's to all my party people Here's to good times, here's to freedom And all the ones who ain't made it back home Here's to football, here's to tailgates Here's to working all week for Saturdays Grab a bottle, crack a can Raise your hand Here's to beer, cheers
Yeah, to neon lights and crop towns Drop dead gorgeous knockouts Good old dogs and large mouths And granddad's hand-me-down Ford Yeah, to cowboy boots and blue jeans To home-cooked meals and home teams Yeah, we all got at least one thing That we can be thankful for
So here's to mama, here's to Jesus Here's to all my party people Here's to good times, here's to freedom And all the ones who ain't made it back home Here's to football, here's to tailgates Here's to working all week for Saturdays Grab a bottle, crack a can Raise your hand Here's to beer, cheers
If there's one thing I believe in There's always a drink worth drinking You don't always need a reason Other than a beer's ice cold
So here's to mama, here's to Jesus Here's to all my party people Here's to good times, here's to freedom And all the ones who ain't made it back home Here's to football, here's to tailgates Here's to working all week for Saturdays Grab a bottle, crack a can Raise your hand Here's to beer, cheersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
