[Verse 1] Cooler full of ice from the corner market Twelve pack of Lite is what we poured on it Thanks to that fake ID, 17 going on 23 Everybody piled up in the truck Dirt road anthem on the stereo blaring Fifteen miles on the other side Of that buckshot side of county line
[Chorus] Bonfire burning up that Southern sky We were just backroad, barefoot dancing in the KC lights Holding our own here in this small town Living it up while we were throwing it down In that red, white cut off blue jean summer Red, white cut off blue jean summer
[Verse 2] Flannel tied up hanging round my waistline Mason jars filled to the tip with moonshine Sipping it up nice and slow Because it's all gone before you know With that
[Chorus] Bonfire burning up that Southern sky We were just backroad, barefoot dancing in the KC lights Holding our own here in this small town Living it up while we were throwing it down In that red, white cut off blue jean summer Blue jean summer, yeah
[Bridge] We were young, we were dumb, we were wild and free No money in our pockets, nowhere to be We were living for the minute Caught all up in that high school dream
[Chorus] Yeah that, bonfire burning up that Southern sky We were just backroad, barefoot dancing in the KC lights Holding our own here in this small town Living it up while we were throwing it down In that red, white cut off blue jean summer
Yeah that bonfire burning up that Southern sky We were just backroad, barefoot dancing in the KC lights (Dancing in the KC lights) Holding our own here in this small town Living it up while we were throwing it down In that red, white cut off blue jean summer Red, white cut off blue jean summer, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
