(Verse 1)
Late day sun on a gravel drive,
Cooler in the back and we just arrived.
Kickin’ up dust as the engines die,
Crackin’ those cans like the Fourth of July.
Old flip phone playin’ our favorite songs,
Singin’ off-key but we don’t care at all.
Work week’s gone, yeah we paid our dues,
Now it’s boots off, just light the fuse.
(Pre-Chorus)
We ain’t tryin’ to chase forever,
Just holdin’ onto this somehow.
We ain’t worried ‘bout the next day,
Just ridin’ out the here and now.
(Chorus)
We’re just hangin’ with the boys tonight,
Fire’s poppin’, sparks in the sky.
Cheap beer buzz and a dirt road vibe,
Feelin’ like we got it all just right.
No clock tickin’, let the hours slide,
Jokin’ ‘til we’re all cross-eyed.
If this is all we ever get,
It’s enough—just hangin’ with the boys.
(Verse 2)
Buddy’s girl dancin’ on the tailgate rail,
Laughin’ loud every time we fail.
Beat-up six-string passin’ around,
Every chord just a little off sound.
Talkin’ ‘bout fights and the games we lost,
Every dumb move, yeah, count the cost.
From sneakin’ out to barely gettin’ by,
Those reckless nights made us feel alive.
(Pre-Chorus)
We ain’t tryin’ to chase forever,
Just holdin’ onto this somehow.
We ain’t worried ‘bout the next day,
Just ridin’ out the here and now.
(Chorus)
We’re just hangin’ with the boys tonight,
Fire’s poppin’, sparks in the sky.
Cheap beer buzz and a dirt road vibe,
Feelin’ like we got it all just right.
No clock tickin’, let the hours slide,
Jokin’ ‘til we’re all cross-eyed.
If this is all we ever get,
It’s enough—just hangin’ with the boys.
(Guitar Solo)
(Bridge)
Yeah, we know this road keeps turnin’,
And someday we’ll all move on.
But right here, right now, it’s burnin’,
Like a memory we’ll hold on strong.
(Breakdown)
Turn it up, let the speakers scream,
This is better than a wildest dream.
If tomorrow comes knockin’, we won’t care—
‘Cause tonight, man, we’re already there.
(Final Chorus)
We’re just hangin’ with the boys tonight,
Fire’s poppin’, sparks in the sky.
Cheap beer buzz and a dirt road vibe,
Feelin’ like we got it all just right.
No clock tickin’, let the hours slide,
Jokin’ ‘til we’re all cross-eyed.
If this is all we ever get,
It’s enough—just hangin’ with the boys.
We’re just hangin’ with the boys tonight,
Fire’s dyin’ but it still feels right.
Under those stars in the pale moonlight,
Wishin’ we could freeze this time.
No regrets, just let it ride,
These are the days we won’t rewind.
If this is all we ever know,
It’s enough—just hangin’ with the boys.
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