There’s that summer air, thick with heat, And the sound of gravel under our feet. Harrys text says “You down tonight?” I just grin, man, damn right. Got a half tank and a six-pack cold, Feelin’ younger than I’ll ever get old. The wind smells like cut grass and gasoline, Ain’t a thing too fancy, but it feels like a dream. Money ain’t much, but I’m proud of my name, And the way these small-town nights all feel the same. Yeah, we get drunk, we dance off-beat, Ain’t no shame in dirty feet. There’s magic in the things that fade, In the mess we make, in the plans we made We’re wild, we’re dumb, misunderstood — Just livin’ that night we said we would. And I thank God for nights like these, When the world don’t ask who I need to be. No second thoughts, no suit, no ties, Just cracks and laughter in the Friday skies. We raise our cans like we’re kings out here. Dancin’ bad, singin’ worse, But man, I swear, it could be church. And when I stumble home, she just laughs and says, “Boy, you smell like smoke and bad decisions again.” But she pulls me close, and I can’t complain — It’s days like these that keep me sane. There’s a scar on my chin from a fight last June, Over somethin’ dumb, ended way too soon. But the man I was, and the man I’ll be, Ain’t all that far in between Yeah, we get drunk, we dance off-beat, Ain’t no shame in dirty feet. There’s magic in the things that fade, In the mess we make, in the plans we made We’re wild, we’re dumb, misunderstood — Just livin’ that night we said we would. And I thank God for nights like these, When the world don’t ask who I need to be. The sky turns pink, and the crickets hum, Someone’s guitar’s got a busted strum. We’re singin’ loud, out of tune but proud, Guess that’s what bein’ alive’s about We get drunk, we dance off-beat, Ain’t no shame in dirty feet. There’s magic in the things that fade, In the mess we make, in the plans we made We’re wild, we’re dumb, misunderstood — Just livin’ that night we said we would. And I thank God for nights like these, When the world don’t ask who I need to be. Yeah I thank God for nights like these, When the world don’t ask who I need to be.



