[Verse 1] Quarter in the Wurlitzer, Wurlitzer hummin' low Three chords bleedin' off a plywood stage Chicken wire and Christmas lights, that old Lone Star sign buzzin' Everybody knew the words, everybody knew your name Now it's just a blue light glowin' on a phone in a dark room Algorithm pickin' songs for a crowded empty bar [Pre-Chorus] You can't download a memory, You can't stream a Saturday night  When there was sawdust under your boots And smoke up in the rafters, thick in the air An electric bull in the corner and a biker by the door throwin' you a dirty stare That jukebox wasn't playin' songs, it was playin' our lives Yeah, that old bar band knew how to make a Friday feel alive When cowboys and bikers didn't see eye to eye on nothin' 'Til somebody's lady got disrespected, then it was brother to brother We'd stand up for honor, stand up for a song When the world got quiet and the guitar came on[Chorus] [Verse 2] Tailgate down in a cut hay field, extension cord runnin' Buddy's amp buzzin' off a beat up generator whine No tickets, no cover, just a cooler and some cousins And a fiddle that could make a grown man lose his mind No filter, no followers, just friends tryin' to have a good time We weren't tryin' to be somebody, we just wanted to feel alright  When there was sawdust under your boots And smoke up in the rafters, thick in the air An electric bull in the corner and a biker by the door throwin' you a dirty stare That jukebox wasn't playin' songs, it was playin' our lives Yeah, that live band knew what it meant to testify When cowboys and bikers didn't see eye to eye on nothin' 'Til somebody crossed a line with a lady, then it was brother to brother We'd stand up for honor, stand up for a song When the world got quiet and the guitar came on[Chorus] [Bridge - Breakdown / Half-time for the dance floor] Now it's playlists and pixels and perfect sound But nobody's lookin' at nobody now We used to lose the rent, lose the blues, lose the week In a room full of strangers that felt like family [Chorus - Big, Full Band] Give me sawdust under my boots Give me that smoke in the air hangin' low Give me a busted jukebox and a band that plays too loud and too slow I wanna forget the trouble of this world, just for one song Love my neighbor 'til the lights come on Yeah, I wanna forget the trouble of this world when that music comes on [Outro / Tag] Quarter in the Wurlitzer Play one more for us, just one more for us Play one more 'bout who we were.
