Brown bag bottle and a burnt CD
Turn it up, John Deere Green
Hilltop sittin over Friday night lights
Tailgate sippin, little dipper on bright
Im slow ridin down a throwback road
Time keeps flyin
Whered the good old days go?
I could use a little cold can, full moon
I could sing a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
Thats the truth
I could really use a little down home slowdown
A little bit of look back on how
The whole wide world was one small town
I could use a little back then right now
Ridin up and down main in a Pontiac
DQ cone, seats leaned back
It all went by in a flash of Kodak
Aint nothin that I wouldnt give to get that back
Come on take me back cause
I could use a little cold can, full moon
I could sing a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
Thats the truth
I could really use a little down home slowdown
A little bit of look back on how
The whole wide world was one small town
I could use a little back then right now
I could use a little, I could use a little, I could use a little
Back then right now
I could use a little, I could use a little, I could use a little
I could really use a little turn homeward bound
A little bit of been lost, get found
A little bit of yall come back round
A little bit of back then right now
I could use a little cold can, full moon
I could sing a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
Thats the truth
I could really use a little down home slowdown
A little bit of look back on how
The whole wide world was one small town
I could use a little back then right now
I could use a little, I could use a little, I could use a little
Back then right now
I could use a little, I could use a little, I could use a little
Back then right now
I could use a little, I could use a little, I could use a little
Back then right now