
đ” âBack in Them Grey-Line Daysâ (Verse 1) These young ones gather âround me now, Eyes wide, wantinâ to know how We ran so wild, broke every rule, Raised some hell, but we kept our cool. No phones, no filters, no fake damn grace, Just whiskey breath and a poker face. If you blinked too long, boy, we were gone, Runninâ red lights âtil the break of dawn! (Chorus) Back in them grey-line days, Where the law and the outlaw played, We danced that fine line, proud and free, Half devil grin, half destiny! Yeah, we rolled like thunder through the haze, Back in them grey-line days! (Verse 2) Had a truck full of shine and a heart full of sin, Chased the night like a long-lost friend. Didnât care âbout wrong or right, We just lived it loud, burninâ bright. Ainât no saints, just fools with pride, Moonlight, firelight, side by side. Every tale got a scar or two, But damn, those scars look good in view! (Chorus) Back in them grey-line days, Where the lines were blurred like a smoky blaze, We sang our truth with a rebel heart, Raised our glass and played our part. Yeah, the world was wild and strange, Back in them grey-line days! (Bridge) Now these kids ask, âWas it worth the fight?â I just grin and say, âHell, maybe it might.â âCause life ainât clean and truth ainât neat, Sometimes you gotta dance on both damn feet! (Breakdown â Rednex Style) Banjo pickinâ, fiddle screaminâ, foot stompinâ beat kicks in âYeehaw! Grab a jug, spin around â If the sheriff comes, donât make a sound! Raise your glass to them outlaws gone, âCause the grey-line days still rollinâ on!â (Final Chorus) Back in them grey-line days, Where we lived by our own damn ways. No saints, no saviors, just pride and pain, And a laugh in the face of the rain. Yeah, we lived, we loved, we blazed â Back in them grey-line days!

