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Well, I remember Friday nights, We were full of bull and natural light Rock stars under the parking lot lights Killin' time in a little town Window's tinted up, tailgates down Running our mouths, riding up and down Just looking for a fight We heard all our stories a thousand times Somebody go on and tell 'em again, ain't nobody gonna mind Here's to the good ole boy, the guitars that made the noise And all the girls that we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight, To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget Like I still smell the crawfish stand, diving head first in the morning drink Standing in the lake watching water skis go by, Got a pretty girl sitting on my shoulders and another pretty girl trying to push her over My boys on the bank letting the horse shoes fly Well, I can still see it now, all of us pilin' in our trucks and heading back into town Here's to the good ole boy, the guitars that made the noise And all the girls that we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight, And to trucks that drove us home, the secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Letras de cancionesHere's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget Here's to last call when we didn't care, holding' our shots up in the air A bunch of reckless boys, man I swear, it's a wonder we survived To the trucks that drove us home, the secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we don't remember Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget From Letras Mania