Friends We Won't Forget

Friends We Won't Forget by Lee Brice

Well I remember Friday nights,
We were full of bull and natural light
Rock stars, under the parking lot lights
Killing time in a little town
Window's tinted up, tailgates down
Running our mouths, riding up and down
Just looking for a fight
We heard all the stories a thousand times
Somebody go on and tell 'em again, ain't nobody gonna mind

Here's to the good old boys, the guitars that made the noise
And all the girls that we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight,
To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told
And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives
Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget

Like I still smell the craw fish stand, diving head first in the morning drink