Long truck bed, hop in it, fire engine red like a lipstick Out here we can let it go, yeah Just me and my good friends, jug of wine lil' sip Out here baby you just never know Yeah, these are the days of gold
Hell, it's a Southern summer Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold
The July sky, so high moon shining by the river side Stealing hearts and running wild In our own little world, Tennessee boys and girls running free Out here it's good times for miles Yeah, these are the days of gold
Hell, it's a Southern summer Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold
Hell, it's a Southern summer Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
