Days of Gold
We'd sneak out of my parent's basement
If there was a Modello in the fridge
Yeah, you know we would take it
Smoking black and milds on the golf course
Talking 'bout college on the 18th hole
Drive through McDonald's, sweet tea
Sneak it in the pool, fill it up with Whiskey
Laying out in the sun with the Bluetooth speaker
Blowing paychecks on Air Max sneakers
Fishing off of Titan Road
Kissing girls I didn't know
Keith and Kenny talking about my life on the radio
High school flames, football games
Getting mud on the tires every time it rained
It was going to church, learning to work
Minimum wage, shovelling dirt
Falling in love, breaking it off
Feeling the pain, feeling the hurt
Brushing it off, trying again
Make mistakes, losing a friend
Talking to God, asking him why
Everything good comes to an end
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em, in 'em
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em
Pile into my Silverado
Yeah, we turned the bass so loud it'd be shaking the windows
Back and forth with the aux cord
Had nothing to do but still we never got bored
That Fourth of July block party
Yeah, the cops rolled up, got an MIP
My mom took my keys
Grounded for at least three weeks
But it's one of the things that shaped me
Like going to church, learning to work
Minimum wage, shovelling dirt
Falling in love, breaking it off
Feeling the pain, feeling the hurt
Brushing it off, trying again
Make mistakes, losing a friend
Talking to God, asking him why
Everything good comes to an end
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em, in 'em
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em
You never know it at 17
That you're making memories
You're just living your life
Wish I could have just one more night
Wishing the days of gold (the days of gold)
You could already know that you're in 'em, in 'em
Wishing the days of gold (yeah)
You could already know that you're in 'em
Wishing the days of gold (the days of gold)
You could already know that you're in 'em
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em
If there was a Modello in the fridge
Yeah, you know we would take it
Smoking black and milds on the golf course
Talking 'bout college on the 18th hole
Drive through McDonald's, sweet tea
Sneak it in the pool, fill it up with Whiskey
Laying out in the sun with the Bluetooth speaker
Blowing paychecks on Air Max sneakers
Fishing off of Titan Road
Kissing girls I didn't know
Keith and Kenny talking about my life on the radio
High school flames, football games
Getting mud on the tires every time it rained
It was going to church, learning to work
Minimum wage, shovelling dirt
Falling in love, breaking it off
Feeling the pain, feeling the hurt
Brushing it off, trying again
Make mistakes, losing a friend
Talking to God, asking him why
Everything good comes to an end
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em, in 'em
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em
Pile into my Silverado
Yeah, we turned the bass so loud it'd be shaking the windows
Back and forth with the aux cord
Had nothing to do but still we never got bored
That Fourth of July block party
Yeah, the cops rolled up, got an MIP
My mom took my keys
Grounded for at least three weeks
But it's one of the things that shaped me
Like going to church, learning to work
Minimum wage, shovelling dirt
Falling in love, breaking it off
Feeling the pain, feeling the hurt
Brushing it off, trying again
Make mistakes, losing a friend
Talking to God, asking him why
Everything good comes to an end
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em, in 'em
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em
You never know it at 17
That you're making memories
You're just living your life
Wish I could have just one more night
Wishing the days of gold (the days of gold)
You could already know that you're in 'em, in 'em
Wishing the days of gold (yeah)
You could already know that you're in 'em
Wishing the days of gold (the days of gold)
You could already know that you're in 'em
Wishing the days of gold
You could already know that you're in 'em
Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Charles Crandall
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