Verse 1 Sun’s going down on a Friday night Old shop radio playing low outside Couple old trucks lined up in a row Covered in dust from the roads we know Cue sticks cracking in the back room light Laughing and talking till the middle of the night We’ve all been running wide open too long So tonight we slow down and sing along Chorus Me and the boys hanging out tonight Shooting pool underneath neon lights Talking ’bout trucks and diesel engines Old dirt roads and where we’ve been Missing those days when life was free No big worries hanging over me Now we’re older and a little more wise Still chasing those small-town Friday nights Verse 2 One talks about the first truck he drove Another ’bout a girl from years ago Talking about when gas was cheap And staying out way too late didn’t cost sleep Back when a Friday meant freedom calling Didn’t know then just how fast time was falling But looking back now through these older eyes Those younger days helped shape our lives Chorus Me and the boys hanging out tonight Shooting pool underneath neon lights Talking ’bout trucks and diesel engines Old dirt roads and where we’ve been Missing those days when life was free No big worries hanging over me Now we’re older and a little more wise Still chasing those small-town Friday nights Bridge Life’s put some lines upon our face And hard work slowed our younger pace But sitting here with lifelong friends Makes you feel young all over again Yeah we’ve all changed through the passing years Through heartbreak, blessings, sweat, and tears And looking back now we all can see Those reckless days made the men we’d be Final Chorus Me and the boys hanging out tonight Laughing loud like we’re twenty-five Just for a while the world feels right Underneath these southern skies A little older, a little more wise Thankful for the road that gave us this life Yeah time rolls on but one thing stays true Friday nights with this old crew
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