| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| It’s just one of them nights, after one of those days
|
| Pushin' through a double shift 'cause I gots to get paid
|
| I’ma take it to the crib, maybe catch a warm plate
|
| Ol' lady hot and heavy and I know she wanna play
|
| But my cell phone’s buggin'
|
| My crew’s on a mission for the back road business
|
| Hundred gallon full of sip and fire up the 'ol Chevy
|
| Stick of pine in the wind, dirt-dirt road swervin'
|
| Tryin' to catch my third wind
|
| Bonfire meetin', cash for the cab
|
| Blue flame whiskey on that home grown pine
|
| Load a couple cases make a toast to our kin
|
| Kept us here goin' since way back when
|
| Now running wide open on a full moon night
|
| Chasing this paper, tryin' to get my life right
|
| Keg party waitin' for the man of the hour
|
| Midnight shift for the money and the power
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| Uh, big bottle of whiskey, fresh jar of that pine
|
| Got somethin' real fine, spendin' some quality time
|
| Tryna unwind at a bonfire, it’s so high
|
| You-you-you could see it for miles, it’s just one of them nights
|
| Where anything goes, it ain’t nothin' off limits
|
| We livin' like this might be our last night of livin'
|
| Mixin' pleasure and business, make drop poppin' tops
|
| Old Mason jars full of, this season’s best crops
|
| We party 'til we drop, wake up party tomorrow
|
| Ain’t no reason to go, if you ain’t goin' hard
|
| If anyone deserves a celebration, it’d be us
|
| Be-be-been workin' so hard, for the last nine months
|
| Studio to the bus, from the bus to the stage
|
| Back to the bus, wake up next day the same thing
|
| Then it’s back to the kitchen, cookin' up somethin' delicious
|
| One-eighty proof and them Swishers
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| Yeah, this is for them late night country boys pushin' for the paper
|
| Sun up to sun down, take it straight with no chaser
|
| Them dirt road racers, bonfire kings
|
| Boss of the sticks, with an outlaw regime
|
| Jug of white whiskey and some fresh cut crop
|
| That’s how you push it to the limit when the party don’t stop
|
| Them southern gals love it, said «We're down for a fight»
|
| 'Cause you know anything can happen on a bonfire night
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close
|
| It’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
|
| Got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin' to smoke
|
| Bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
|
| Got somethin' real fine, tryin' to pull her real close |