A guy meets a girl
About three whiskeys in on a packed out Friday night
Wasn't looking for love, wasn't looking for nothing
But she had something that he liked
A guy meets a girl
Who kinda likes the way he talks that southern drawl
Those y'all's got her all caught up

Everybody's out here dancin'
Everybody's havin' a damn good time
Every song is right on the money
Yeah, it's Friday night
You should be spinnin' like a disco ball
You should be lettin' that long hair fall, fall
Not waitin' on him to call

One hand on your phone, one

I barely know you, you barely know me
We ain't but two slow dances into this thing
Come on and sit down, I'll order us a round
I want to know everything

Girl where's your hometown
Are those your momma's eyes
What are you doing
For the rest of your life

'Cause

Yeah, American nights coming out of that dash
Going big time on a little bit of cash
Ain't nothing better, no there ain't nothing like
American nights

Somewhere out there in America
There's a long haul driver filling up
And a welcome back home party, twelve ounce toast<

I screwed up seven summers
In one afternoon gone wrong
It started out like Amazing Grace
Ended like a Springsteen song
All she wanted was a little less reckless
All she needed was some settle down
But all she got was a second hand Chevy
With the peddle to the metal he

I had a fake ID that looked nothin' like me
But my Jeep looked sweet up on thirty-three's
I 'member chokin' on smokes down at the creek
And braggin' 'bout kissin' that homecomin' queen

Back in the day, we were small town stars
Snuck a little beer, cranked a lotta Garth

You've been sipping that wine on your back porch
All by yourself for way too long
You've been putting off getting out, shaking it off
And thinking 'bout moving on
No there ain't nothing worse than the way that it hurts
Your heart gets broke but the beat don't stop
Might s

She could be on a front porch
Little Keith Whitley on vinyl through the screen door
Or down a crush and run gravel driveway
Couple miles off the highway (yeah)
Or toppin' off at the Quick Stop
Glass bottle Coca-cola and a couple scratch-offs
South of out-there Tennessee

Here we are, so where do we go from here?
Should've known what I said
Would've brought us to the end of a dead end street
I know those eyes, I've seen those tears
You probably thinking that I'm leaving
And I'm looking for a reason just to find me somewhere

Staring down

I look up from the ground to see your sad and teary eyes
You look away from me
I see there' somethin' you're tryin' to hide
And I reach for your hand, but it's cold
You pull away again, and I wonder what's on your mind

And then you say to me, you made a dumb mistake
You

It could be a twelve pack
Throw it in the back of a Chevy kinda Friday night
It could be a lazy Sunday afternoon
Just watchin' those cars go by
It could be a low-rent hotel room
Or we could have a sunset beachfront view, yeah
Any time or town, baby, you know how
To tu

Home is where my heart is still beating And I don't know when I'll see her again I hate to see her cry when I'm leaving But now I'm a thousand miles away again And she feels like Carolina Looks

Home is where my heart is still beating
I don't know when I'll see her again
I hate to see her cry when I'm leaving
But now I'm a thousand miles away again

She feels like Carolina
Looks like California
Shining like those New York lights on broadway
When she looks ba

Well take a look at what's left in that sunset
Fireflies popping like the Fourth of July, yeah
You're gonna wanna see every single thing I'm gonna show you tonight
Got the perfect scene set of a moonlight glowing
Just keep them baby blues wide open
Girl take a look around, ye

My truck bed, cargo light
Is her spotlight any night of the week
Just crank the radio, slide the rear glass and let her go
Oh, I think it's in her genes
Born a ray a light on the verge of green
Cause when she's feelin' that beat
Oh, she's gonna

Dance, dance, dance a

Yeah, we could wait for the Sun to go down
Count the hours till it's time to go out
But the radio's on
And it's playin' our song
Girl I can't help but see the sweat on your skin
Makes me wanna put something cool in your hand
And take that t-shirt off
Is that so wrong?

It's where I was born, where I was raised
It's where I spent my yesterdays
Cotton rows, tobacco fields
That's where I felt how good country feels

My grandaddy gave me my first job
Sweatin' in that July hot
He said: If you follow through
You're tried a true
You'l

You got that look like you don't want to be here, baby
Cafe Patron, staring at your phone, getting your lonely on
Couldn't help but to see this empty seat here, baby
By the way, your friends just told me what you got going on

No, I don't want to crash your party
But they sa

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change
Since the return from her stay on the Moon
She listens like spring, talks like June

But tell me, did you sail across

For the good times
For the right and the wrong times
For the hurt in the goodbye
For the you on my mind
Yeah, this is for the mistakes
For the makin' up all day
For the doin' what it takes
For everything that I never say

I took my love and I wrote it down
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