
Some Things Kip Moore
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[Verse 1]
Dirt-road ridin' in my Silverado
King George comin' through the radio
A couple-hour break from my damned ol' cell phone
Dog waitin' for me when I get back home, yeah
[Chorus]
Some things don't ever get old
Like hangin' with your buddies when the beer's ice-cold
Honky-tonk band on a Friday night
Ask her to dance and she says, "Alright"
Some things gonna always be good
Like your feet in the creek in your granddad's woods
Been around long enough to know
Some things don't ever get old
Don't ever get old
[Verse 2]
Small-mouth bass on the end of my line
Come on, buddy, jump, just one more time
Sittin' round mama's for my Sunday supper
Can't nobody make fried chicken like her
Yeah
[Chorus]
Some things don't ever get old
Like hangin' with your buddies when the beer's ice-cold
Honky-tonk band on a Friday night
Ask her to dance and she says, "Alright"
Some things gonna always be good
Like your feet in the creek in your granddad's woods
Been around long enough to know
Some things don't ever get old
Dirt-road ridin' in my Silverado
King George comin' through the radio
A couple-hour break from my damned ol' cell phone
Dog waitin' for me when I get back home, yeah
[Chorus]
Some things don't ever get old
Like hangin' with your buddies when the beer's ice-cold
Honky-tonk band on a Friday night
Ask her to dance and she says, "Alright"
Some things gonna always be good
Like your feet in the creek in your granddad's woods
Been around long enough to know
Some things don't ever get old
Don't ever get old
[Verse 2]
Small-mouth bass on the end of my line
Come on, buddy, jump, just one more time
Sittin' round mama's for my Sunday supper
Can't nobody make fried chicken like her
Yeah
[Chorus]
Some things don't ever get old
Like hangin' with your buddies when the beer's ice-cold
Honky-tonk band on a Friday night
Ask her to dance and she says, "Alright"
Some things gonna always be good
Like your feet in the creek in your granddad's woods
Been around long enough to know
Some things don't ever get old
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