Old School Summertime

I saw a picture of daddy the other day
Before I was born in a black Chevrolet
He had a Marlboro hanging from his lip
A beer in his hand and a shotgun in the seat
I started thinking about how times have changed and how they just ain't the same
You can't look in your rear view mirror without seeing flashing blue lights
When you're trying to get down on your Friday night
Lord take me back in time

Back when you could
Burn rubber on Castor blacktop
Shoot a gun out of your truck and not look for the cops
Watch a few brawls on Saturday night
A campfire some friends and girls and your feeling alright
I'm talking about an old school summertime
Take me back in time

Me and my cousins use to play in the pasture behind pepaws house
We'd run wild run free up the road down the creek until we fell asleep
I started thinking about how I ain't seen them in what seems to be ten years
Lord take me back in time
Back when you could

Burn rubber on Castor blacktop Shoot a gun out of your truck and not look for the cops
Watch a few brawls on Saturday night
A Campfire some friends and girls and you're feeling alright
I'm talking about an old school summertime
Take me back in time
Take me back in time

So let's burn rubber on Castor blacktop
Shoot a gun out of our trucks and not look for the cops
Watch a few brawls on Saturday night
A campfire some friends and girls and we're feeling alright
I'm talking about an old school summertime
Take me back in time



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Writer(s): Steven Warren
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