Back Roads And Best Friends
Sittin' on the porch swing, watchin' the sun go down
In these old country lanes, where memories abound
Talkin' 'bout the good times, laughin' till we cry
In these moments together, time just flies by
Back roads and best friends, only memories remain
Missing old country, wishin' we could do it all again
Sippin' sweet tea, under that oak tree
Oh those days were golden, just you and me
Late night bonfires, underneath the starry skies
The sound of crickets chirpin', tellin' stories with no lies
Those homemade apple pies, your mama used to make
The taste of southern cookin', each meal a piece of cake
Back roads and best friends, only memories remain
Missing old country, wishin' we could do it all again
Sippin' sweet tea, under that oak tree
Oh those days were golden, just you and me
From riverbank fishin' to dirt road races
Through thick and thin, in all different places
Our friendship stronger than a hickory tree
In these old country fields, we were wild and free
Back roads and best friends, only memories remain
Missing old country, wishin' we could do it all again
Sippin' sweet tea, under that oak tree
Oh those days were golden, just you and me
So here's to the past, the stories we've told
In these old country memories, our friendship will never grow old
In these old country lanes, where memories abound
Talkin' 'bout the good times, laughin' till we cry
In these moments together, time just flies by
Back roads and best friends, only memories remain
Missing old country, wishin' we could do it all again
Sippin' sweet tea, under that oak tree
Oh those days were golden, just you and me
Late night bonfires, underneath the starry skies
The sound of crickets chirpin', tellin' stories with no lies
Those homemade apple pies, your mama used to make
The taste of southern cookin', each meal a piece of cake
Back roads and best friends, only memories remain
Missing old country, wishin' we could do it all again
Sippin' sweet tea, under that oak tree
Oh those days were golden, just you and me
From riverbank fishin' to dirt road races
Through thick and thin, in all different places
Our friendship stronger than a hickory tree
In these old country fields, we were wild and free
Back roads and best friends, only memories remain
Missing old country, wishin' we could do it all again
Sippin' sweet tea, under that oak tree
Oh those days were golden, just you and me
So here's to the past, the stories we've told
In these old country memories, our friendship will never grow old
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