Long truck bed hop in it, fire engine red like her lip stick
Out here we can let it go
Yeah, these are the days of gold
Well it's a southern summer with whiskeys in the air dogs on the burner
Beers ice cold and got a pretty little lady to hold
A little July sky so high moon shine by the riverside
Stealing hearts and running wild
Yeah, these are the days of gold
Well it's a Southern summer with whiskeys in the air dogs on the burner
A little bit of you, a little bit of me
What you wanna do, what's it's gonna be
Yeah it's a Southern summer with whiskeys in the air dogs on the burner
Beers ice cold and got a pretty little lady to hold