[Verse 1]
Friday night, clock hits five,
Truck’s gassed up and I’m feelin’ alive.
Backwoods callin’, got a cooler full of beer,
Crack that first one when I get outta here.
Tailgate down, firewood stacked,
Country boys and girls all comin’ out back.
Speakers thumpin’ that ol’ outlaw sound,
We’re gettin’ rowdy when the sun goes down.
[Chorus]
We’re gettin’ drunk down by the bonfire,
Smoke in the air, hearts full of desire.
Neon stars in the black sky glow,
Boots in the dirt and the whiskey flows.
Laughter loud and the night runs wild,
That good ol’ country, barefoot style.
Raise ‘em high, let the sparks fly higher,
We’re gettin’ drunk down by the bonfire.
[Verse 2]
Kissin’ sweet in the heat of the flame,
Dancin’ close, girl knows my name.
Passin’ ‘round that mason jar,
Tastes like trouble in a silver car.
Somebody hollers, “Play Freebird loud!”
We all sing bad, but we’re damn sure proud.
Moonshine stories and red solo cups,
Ain’t no stoppin’ once the night heats up.
[Chorus]
We’re gettin’ drunk down by the bonfire,
Smoke in the air, hearts full of desire.
Neon stars in the black sky glow,
Boots in the dirt and the whiskey flows.
Laughter loud and the night runs wild,
That good ol’ country, barefoot style.
Raise ‘em high, let the sparks fly higher,
We’re gettin’ drunk down by the bonfire.
[Bridge]
Ain’t no bar that beats this feelin’,
Stars above and the good vibes stealin’.
If life’s a ride, then this is the high,
Sippin’ on freedom ‘neath a southern sky.
[Final Chorus]
We’re gettin’ drunk down by the bonfire,
Flames reachin’ up like a red-hot choir.
Neon stars in the black sky glow,
Boots in the dirt and the whiskey flows.
Laughin’ loud, yeah, runnin’ wild,
This right here’s that country style.
Raise ‘em high, let the sparks fly higher,
We’re gettin’ drunk down by the bonfire.
[Outro]
One more round, then maybe ten more,
Drunk on life, love, and a hardwood floor.
Yeah, we’ll be back same place, same fire,
Gettin’ drunk again down by the bonfire.
KylePatrick
