Verse 1
Sunburn on your shoulders, dust on my boots
Radio cracklin’ out a tired old tune
Friday clock finally let us loose
Got a full tank dream and nothin’ to lose
You laugh when the bass hits low
Windows down, let the whole town know
We ain’t lookin’ for a neon sign
Just a dirt road and a little moonshine
Pre-Chorus
Yeah the world can wait past the county line
Got your hand in mine, yeah we’ll be fine
Chorus
It’s a back road kind of night
Tailgate stars and porch light fireflies
Barefoot dancin’ in the headlights glow
Let the speakers shake that old gravel road
We don’t need much, just wrong feels right
When you’re sittin’ shotgun by my side
If heaven’s real, it’s a sight like this
Yeah it’s a back road kind of night we won’t forget
Verse 2
Cold beer sweatin’ in a koozie cup
Small-town rumors, we stir ‘em up
Your lipstick stain on a plastic lid
Yeah we laugh like kids ‘cause we still are, kid
Every mile feels like a memory
Burned into this summer heat
If tomorrow brings a little pain
Tonight we let it drift away
Pre-Chorus
Got the world behind in the rearview glass
If it all goes wrong, it won’t tonight last
Chorus
It’s a back road kind of night
Tailgate stars and porch light fireflies
Barefoot dancin’ in the headlights glow
Let the speakers shake that old gravel road
We don’t need much, just wrong feels right
When you’re sittin’ shotgun by my side
If heaven’s real, it’s a sight like this
Yeah it’s a back road kind of night we won’t forget
Bridge
One day this town might change our names
Put a few more lines on our younger faces
But if the wheels still turn and the song still plays
I’ll love you the same, yeah I’ll love you the same
Breakdown
Turn it up, let the night burn slow
If this ain’t forever, don’t tell me so
Final Chorus
It’s a back road kind of night
Where the good times feel a little more right
Heartbeats match to a kick drum beat
Two souls parked in the summer heat
We don’t need much, just you and I
And a memory worth the drive
If heaven’s real, it’s a sight like this
Yeah it’s a back road kind of night we won’t forget
Outro
Yeah tomorrow can wait in line
Tonight’s ours, baby, every mile
Just a back road kind of night
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