Good Nights Don’t Last

Verse 1
We came up slow on back-road miles
Tailgate down, speakers loud — young and wild
Momma prayed we’d make it out alive
Yeah, we didn’t know then, but we were alive
The summer air smelled like sweet tea and gas
Late-night dares and burning rubber past that last red light
Laughing like the world was ours to win
Never thought one day we’d miss all that again

Pre-Chorus
We chased hours like they were friends
Never thought about the end

Chorus
But good nights don’t last
Still burn in your heart
Like a faded tattoo or the best damn part
Of a song you always knew by heart
Yeah, good nights don’t last
But we still drive fast
Down old roads in a new world
Tryna hold on to what we had
And good nights… don’t last

Verse 2
Flip-phone memories on an iPhone screen
TikTok livin’ but we still love vinyl and old jeans
Friday night lights turned into Friday night fights
Guess adulthood came in quiet, no warning signs
We scroll for nostalgia, we like what we knew
But nothing feels the same when it ain’t with you
So we pour another drink and let the moments spin
Prayin’ those good nights never really end

Pre-Chorus
Yeah, we chase hours like they’re friends
Hold on tight, never let ‘em end

Chorus
But good nights don’t last
Still burn in your heart
Like a faded tattoo or the best damn part
Of a song you always knew by heart
Yeah, good nights don’t last
But we still drive fast
Down old roads in a new world
Tryna hold on to what we had
And good nights… don’t last

Bridge
Here’s to the ones we loved
Here’s to the ones we lost
Here’s to the fire that never went out
Even when it burned us up
And we’re still running back
To those summers in the past
Yeah, we learned… nothing gold stays…

Final Chorus (Big + Anthemic)
But good nights don’t last
They just echo deep
Like a Sunday song we still sing in the sleep
Of memories that cut so sweet
Yeah, good nights don’t last
But we go back
To that old dirt road in our mind
Time might change it…
But we still find
That good nights…
Don’t…
Last.

Outro (Soft + Nostalgic)
Tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes
But those good nights?
They’re still in our souls.

male, country, morgan wallen luke combs feel