Country Nights and Good Times

Out here where the moonlight glows,

We’re rolling deep, where the wild wind blows.

In a truck that’s older than I am,

We ride the backroads, just me and my clan.

Down by the creek where the catfish bite,

We’re throwing lines in the fading light.

With my denim on and boots so worn,

I got my old guitar that I love to strum.

And we’ll drink that shine, fire in our eyes,

Singing loud under the starry skies.

Yeah, we’re country born and we’ll never change,

Living our life like an open range.

Blow smoke like Willie, let the night unfold,

Country hillbilly, hearts made of gold.

Catfishing dreams and deer hunting high,

Won’t catch me in the city, I’m a wild free ride.

With the crickets singing and the smoke so thick,

We’re telling stories, some tall, some slick.

Past the bonfire glow, the memories last,

In every laugh, I hear echoes of the past.

And we’ll drink that shine, fire in our eyes,

Singing loud under the starry skies.

Yeah, we’re country born and we’ll never change,

Living our life like an open range.

In a truck that’s older than I am,

We ride the backroads, just me and my clan.

Down by the creek where the catfish bite,

We’re throwing lines in the fading light.

With my denim on and boots so worn,

I got my old guitar that I love to strum.

And we’ll drink that shine, fire in our eyes,

Singing loud under the starry skies.

Yeah, we’re country born and we’ll never change,

Living our life like an open range.

Blow smoke like Willie, let the night unfold,

Country hillbilly, hearts made of gold.

Catfishing dreams and deer hunting high,

Won’t catch me in the city, I’m a wild free ride.

With the crickets singing and the smoke so thick,

We’re telling stories, some tall, some slick.

Past the bonfire glow, the memories last,

In every laugh, I hear echoes of the past.

And we’ll drink that shine, fire in our eyes,

Singing loud under the starry skies.

Yeah, we’re country born and we’ll never change,

Living our life like an open range.

Blow smoke like Willie, let the night unfold,

Country hillbilly, hearts made of gold.

Catfishing dreams and deer hunting high,

Won’t catch me in the city, I’m a wild free ride.

So raise your glass, let the spirits flow,

With the fire burning, let our true selves show.

Underneath this sky, where the eagles soar,

We’re rich in love, we don’t need much more.

Blow smoke like Willie, let the night unfold,

Country hillbilly, hearts made of gold.

Catfishing dreams and deer hunting high,

Won’t catch me in the city, I’m a wild free ride.

So here’s to the nights we will never forget,

The world’s in our hands, no regret, no debt.

With the stars as our guide, and the moon shining bright,

We’re living this life, oh, what a ride!