Highway Nights

Cruisin' down the highway on a Friday night
Red solo cups and the music playin' right
Thumpin' in the truck, got the windows rolled down
We're just some country boys, raisin' hell in this town

Slidin' in the seat, steering with one hand
Raise it to the sky, drinkin' ice-cold cans

Dirt road's our playground, engines full of power
Sippin' on that moonshine, every single hour
Pickin' up our buddies, loadin' up the back
Tailgates down, kickin' up a little dirt track
Headlights shinin', cuttin' through the night
We're gonna raise some hell, feelin' alright

Ridin' through the fields, with the wind in our hair
Laughter fills the air, as if we have not a care
Passing by old barns, their stories in the air
In this moment, nothing else can compare

Slidin' in the seat, steering with one hand
Raise it to the sky, drinkin' ice-cold cans

Dirt road's our playground, engines full of power
Sippin' on that moonshine, every single hour
Pickin' up our buddies, loadin' up the back
Tailgates down, kickin' up a little dirt track
Headlights shinin', cuttin' through the night
We're gonna raise some hell, feelin' alright

Feelin' alright

Underneath the stars, we'll make memories
Nothin' but the open road, as far as we can see
With the radio blastin' our favorite tunes
We'll keep on rollin', 'neath the bright moon's boon

Slidin' in the seat, steering with one hand
Raise it to the sky, drinkin' ice-cold cans
Dirt road's our playground, engines full of power
Sippin' on that moonshine, every single hour
Pickin' up our buddies, loadin' up the back
Tailgates down, kickin' up a little dirt track
Headlights shinin', cuttin' through the night
We're gonna raise some hell



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Hawkins
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