Moonshine, weed, and girls

Doing 80 on the back roads, mud flying everywhere

We some country boys living life without a care

Got my four-wheel drive, girl riding shotgun tight

Weed in the glovebox, moonshine ignites the night. It's party by the bonfire, we got kegs and bottles all night.

Twist the cap, mason jar with that shine

Headlights cuttin’ through the midnight pine

Smoke from the tires paints the gravel with signs

Granny’s old recipe, call it liquid divine,we dem country boys on that southern shit

Doing 80 on the back roads, mud flying everywhere

We some country boys living life without a care

Got my four-wheel drive, girl riding shotgun tight

Weed in the glovebox, moonshine ignites the night. It's party by the bonfire, we got kegs and bottles all night.

Steel-toe boots dancing on a rusty gas pedal

Engine growling low, a mechanical devil

Dog in the bed, tail waggin’ like a rebel

We carve freedom in the dirt, never settle. Shotgun towing, wrangler sagging, got this country boy swagging. Friday night smoking, Saturday night we aren't joking, only the finest shit we are smoking

Thunder cracking as the radio hums near

Skies pouring down, but we shift another gear

Tree branches whisper stories from yesteryear

Backroads ain't a road; it’s a love we revere

Doing 80 on the back roads, mud flying everywhere

We some country boys living life without a care

Got my four-wheel drive, girl riding shotgun tight

Weed in the glovebox, moonshine ignites the night. It's party by the bonfire, we got kegs and bottles all night.

Gravel spittin’ back hotter than brimstone

Trees flash by, but this road feels like home

Puff of smoke to the dome, lean the seat, stay in the zone

Moonshine burns, sweet, sharp as a saxophone

Doing 80 on the back roads, mud flying everywhere

We some country boys living life without a care

Got my four-wheel drive, girl riding shotgun tight

Weed in the glovebox, moonshine ignites the night. It's party by the bonfire, we got kegs and bottles all night.