Couple Bucks In My Pocket

[Verse 1]
Got a half tank and a handful of crumpled ones
Old ball cap
Seat kicked back
You slid in laughin', sayin', "That all you brung?"
I said, "It ain't much, but it might be enough"
[Chorus]
I got a couple bucks in my pocket
And your hand ridin' shotgun in mine
We ain't rich but I swear we got it
Somethin' money ain't ever gonna buy
Let the yellow lines just guide us like a compass
Windows down
Hearts up
Couple bucks in my pocket
Let's see where the night takes us
[Verse 2]
We could split a corn dog at the county fair
Win you that bear
Throw some darts
Lose on purpose just to keep you there
Chasin' your smile under cheap string stars
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Maybe it's the bonfire at Miller's field
Maybe it's the lake road, gravel and steel
Maybe it's a slow dance in a parking lot glow
Baby I don't care
Long as you say, "Go"
[Chorus]

country, Warm radio-country band with laid-back swing, brushed snare and round bass. Verses lean on twangy acoustic and clean electric fills; chorus opens with stacked male harmonies, stomps, and claps. Subtle organ pad in the back third verse, then a small dynamic lift on the final chorus with ad-libs and a singalong outro vibe.