Yeah, we could wait for the sun to go down Count the hours 'til it's time to go out But the radio's on And it's playin' our song Girl, I can't help but see the sweat on your skin Makes me want to put something cool in your hand And take that t-shirt off Is that so wrong? What you say we do a little day drinking Tell me, are you thinking, girl, what I'm thinkin'? We could stay right here and just start working on a buzz Soakin' in the sun No, we ain't in no rush So what you say we do a little day drinkin' Yeah, some day drinkin' Girl, there's just somethin' about nothin' to do We could turn a happy hour right into two Three or four if you want It'd be a shame if we don't What you say we do a little day drinking Tell me, are you thinking, girl, what I'm thinkin'? We could stay right here and just start working on a buzz Soakin' in the sun No, we ain't in no rush So what you say we do a little day drinkin' Yeah, some day drinkin' Let's go... Come on raise a cup Oh yeah, bottom's up Until the night comes You and me just day drinkin' Tell me, are you thinking, girl, what I'm thinkin'? We could stay right here and just start working on a buzz Soakin' in the sun No, we ain't in no rush So what you say we do a little day drinkin' Yeah, some day drinkin' Ain't nothin' wrong with a little day drinkin' Some day drinkin'

Sorry baby, I've been drinkin' I tend to ramble when I do Sorry baby, I've been drinkin' Got the life I wanted, and he got you But if he ever leaves you lonely Don't go find nobody else If there's a chance that you still want me You know damn well I need some help I'm tired of drinkin' I'm tired of drinkin' by myself Do you miss me when you're drinkin' And would you tell me if you did? If you don't miss me when you're drinkin' I guess that means that you love him But if he ever leaves you lonely Don't go find nobody else If there's a chance that you still want me You know damn well I need some help I'm tired of drinkin' Tired of drinkin' by myself If there's a chance that you still want me You know damn well I need some help I'm tired of drinkin' So tired of drinkin' I'm tired of drinkin' by myself I'm tired of drinkin' by myself

Round up the boys We're gonna do it right Come on girls Put 'em jeans on Make 'em tight Leave your 9 to 5 behind It's an all night kinda night This town we know How to get it done With the beer in the back And the girls in the front Put on a little skynyrd Drive it to the middle of nowhere And kick it (This is our town) So live it up right here right now (This is our town) 'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out (This is our town) YEAH It's friday night honey let's get lit Round here last call don't mean Shhhh... 'Cuz this is our town We roll on down to the place we always go Pull up the truck right there on the 18th hole Grab a cold one tee it off Tonight we ain't playin' golf They can kick us off Try to take our beer They can call the cops But they're already here Maybe bennett Moon shine sippin' Those boys in blue Know how to kick it (This is our town) So live it up right here right now (This is our town) 'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out (This is our town) YEAH It's friday night honey let's get lit Round here last call don't mean (YEAH) So put them boots on the ground, yeah Tonight is goin' down Put 'em tall boys in the air Let's show 'em how we do it down here (This is our town) So live it up right here right now (This is our town) 'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out (This is our town) YEAH It's friday night honey let's get lit Round here last call don't mean (This is our town) So live it up right here right now (This is our town) 'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out (This is our town) YEAH It's friday night honey let's get lit Round here last call don't mean Shhhh...

Gold, sunset slidin' Down that horizon, 360 shinin' slow Splittin' through the hills Drippin' on a field of Gold, hayseed on the wind Summer blown in, hand out the car window She lets her hair down It's dirty blonde but right now It looks like gold, 24 in my pocket, heart racin' like a rocket I'm just waitin' on the right time, whoa To make her mine for a lifetime It's what you do, you do, when you know, you know Feels like forever just tryna hold my breath until the day goes dark And slip it on the hand of a girl with a heart of gold Gold, solid on the dash, speakers in the back Somehow she don't know That song right now (that song right now) Is always gonna make her think about Gold, 24 in my pocket, heart racin' like a rocket I'm just waitin' on the right time, whoa To make her mine for a lifetime It's what you do, you do, when you know, you know Feels like forever just tryna hold my breath until the day goes dark And slip it on the hand of a girl with a heart of gold, whoa, yeah, yeah With a heart of gold, yeah If she says what I think she'll say (what I think he'll say) A night like this is worth its weight in Gold, 24 in my pocket, heart racin' like a rocket I'm just waitin' on the right time, whoa To make her mine all mine for a lifetime What you do, you do, when you know, you know Feels like forever just tryna hold my breath until the day goes dark And slip it on the hand of a girl with a heart of gold, gold, gold Oh, yeah (yeah, yeah) Gold, gold, gold (yeah, slip it on the hand) Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Yeah, it just started in the hayloft With his long johns on, Pop went a-creepin' Out to the barn, out to the hay Young lovers and they are not sleeping Young lovers in the hayloft With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creepin' Out to the barn up to the hay My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Hayloft Hayloft My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run. My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Yeah, just started in the hay With his long johns on, Pop went a-creepin' Out to the barn, out to the hayloft Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots With his long tall gun, Pop went a-creepin' To blow their hayloft bedheads straight off My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Hayloft Hayloft Hayloft