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Nights In The Sun Lyrics - Artist : Brett Kissel
Chipped in on gas
With that old bucket of rust And cheap beer Then in a cloud of dust We showed that town our taillights And we were gone Truth or dare Led to my first kiss Then I scratched a little secret Off my bucket list Still think about her When I hear that George Strait song When I close my eyes And I look back Oh it's kinda sad But I have to laugh About the fun we had When good ole days Were young If I could hit rewind On that old clock I'd roll back time To a place and stop Smack dab in the middle Of our nights in the sun Where we sang Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, our nights in the sun We cannon balled Off of that railroad bridge And swam to the banks Of that old [?] river Crashing in the bed of our trucks When the beer ran out (Yeah we did) The pretty girls liked guys That could play guitar When you do a little bit Of fishing in the dark You can find a love That you'll never forget about When I close my eyes And I look back Oh it's kinda sad But I have to laugh About the fun we had When good ole days Were young If I could hit rewind On that old clock I'd roll back time To a place and stop Smack dab in the middle Of our nights in the sun Where we sang Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, our nights in the sun When I close my eyes And I look back Oh it's kinda sad But I have to laugh About the fun we had When good ole days Were young If I could hit rewind On that old clock I'd roll back time To a place and stop Smack dab in the middle Of our nights in the sun Where we sang Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, our nights in the sun We sang Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na Na, na, our nights in the sun Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na ... Anyone who says your golden years Are in your fifties, sixties Or even seventies is wrong Your golden years are when you're young With your friends, chasing girls, falling love Those are the best years Or as they say, your nights in the sun |
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