Yeah, I'll be by my lonely, smokin' on some good green Younger days are slippin', I'm still wild and in my twenties Yeah, I still get a wild hair, to take my Silverado to the Silverados And see if I still got it in my bones, in my soul So, I order me a beer, sit somewhere out of the way Back turned the drunk people stumblin' down Broadway The strip is a lost cause, but I'm gamblin' on a Friday Last week was a waste, but this weekend I might get
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow Show her how a local boy around here rodeos Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
The only thing harder than the liquor down here Is buyin' more Jack Fire and tryin' not to stare At that bonfire, red dress, high heels, lips red And I would give it all to be the top of that Bud Light neck So, I spilled mine on your dress for seven digits and a night text Then we leave this crazy place for a C-10 and static on 'Til six fifty AM, my hands on your skin If this a dream I want the chance
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow Show her how a local boy around here rodeos Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Music City is my hometown, but it's not my home Where I live you can see the sky without a problematic glow So let's ditch this wall with a hole
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow Show her how a local boy around here rodeos Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
