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Days Of GoldLong truck bed, hop in it, fire engine red like her lipstickOut here we can let it go, yeah Just me and my good friends, jug of wine a little sip Out here baby you just never know Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's a Southern summer Whiskey's in the air, dogs on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer That sun shinin' down like daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold A little July sky, so high moon shine by the riverside Stealin' hearts and runnin' wild Yeah, our own world, Tennessee boys and girls runnin' free Out here it's good times for miles Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's a Southern summer Whiskey's in the air, dogs on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer That sun shinin' down like daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold A little bit of you, a little bit of me What you wanna do, what's it gonna be We can get wild, we can live free Or you can shake it for me baby like a tambourine Slice of watermelon and you spit the seed Sweat on your back stickin' to the seat We can sneak off and beat the heat I'll be buzzin' on you honey like a bumblebee Yeah, it's a Southern summer Whiskey's in the air, dogs on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer That sun shining down like daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold |