Forever

Thirty bucks would fill a tank up
And leave change for some cheap snuff
We'd be, six-deep in a '97 Jeep Wrangler, and I ain't gon' lie, ha
Back then, we knew we were bad
It didn't matter where the party was at
Mapco, the old railroad track
We'd get there slow and hope it all would last, forever

Spring break tattoo, you knew better
Like the man in the moon that age old sun-setter
Makes the best shine and the world go 'round and 'round, forever
So, let the good times roll and don't never
Let your young grow old, these days around this podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home
For now, forever
Hmm, hmm (Hey)

I still remember three dollar hill, a slick spot past the old mill
We'd be, sittin' stuck in the super swamper, killer quick mud with some Marlboro Lights
Waitin' on a old timer by the name of Joe
For a, few bucks and some Old Crow, he'd tow
Hell on the gears but good for the soul
Lordy, lookin' back at them years
You know I'd stay in that hole, forever

Spring break tattoo, you knew better
Like the man in the moon that age old sun-setter
Makes the best shine and the world go 'round and 'round, forever
So, let the good times roll and don't never
Let your young grow old, these days around this podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home
For now, forever (Hey, hey, woo, woo)

Oh, don't let your young grow old
Just let the good times roll
These days around this podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home, oh yeah
Oh, don't let your young grow old
Just let the good times roll
These days around this podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home
For now, forever

Spring break tattoo, you knew better
Like the man in the moon that age old sun-setter
Makes the best shine and the world go 'round and 'round, forever
So, let the good times roll and don't never
Let your young grow old, these days around this podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home
For now, forever (Oh, yeah, woo)

Oh, you think about it
You think about it
Ooh, yes you will (Hey)
Oh-oh
Hmm-hmm
Take it home, boys



Credits
Writer(s): Jaren Johnston, Brent Cobb
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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