[Verse 1]
Lonely nights on a tin roof porch
Too many Bud Light tops to ignore
Too many hats left with a next-day text
Sayin', "Hey, have you seen my old faded Vols hat?"
And nowadays, that porch is gettin' quiet
Man, we used to be a flannel-rockin' downtown riot
How the years have flown like we did in our cars
Leavin' white smoke down Second Ave by the bars
[Chorus]
I could use another night in a truck all muddy
Rollin' through Music City tryna make a girl love me
One more night on the town, I wish
Take me back to bein' young, dumb, and on that strip
In a beater-up truck spendin' all my money
To remembеr drunk nights endin' up good stories
Yeah, wе love, we laugh, we lived it, so dear country
I miss my buddies
[Verse 2]
You don't know what you're missin' 'til you start to grow up
And you was high on life with a lift on your truck
With two canoes in the back and a case of warm suds
Sunburnt to a crisp when your beer's all gone
Haulin' up in a cab, floodin' Sonic parkin' lot
'Til the cops pulled up and they ran you all off
Hidin' an eighth of weed in the bottom of a slushie
Yeah, long story short, I just miss my buddies
Lonely nights on a tin roof porch
Too many Bud Light tops to ignore
Too many hats left with a next-day text
Sayin', "Hey, have you seen my old faded Vols hat?"
And nowadays, that porch is gettin' quiet
Man, we used to be a flannel-rockin' downtown riot
How the years have flown like we did in our cars
Leavin' white smoke down Second Ave by the bars
[Chorus]
I could use another night in a truck all muddy
Rollin' through Music City tryna make a girl love me
One more night on the town, I wish
Take me back to bein' young, dumb, and on that strip
In a beater-up truck spendin' all my money
To remembеr drunk nights endin' up good stories
Yeah, wе love, we laugh, we lived it, so dear country
I miss my buddies
[Verse 2]
You don't know what you're missin' 'til you start to grow up
And you was high on life with a lift on your truck
With two canoes in the back and a case of warm suds
Sunburnt to a crisp when your beer's all gone
Haulin' up in a cab, floodin' Sonic parkin' lot
'Til the cops pulled up and they ran you all off
Hidin' an eighth of weed in the bottom of a slushie
Yeah, long story short, I just miss my buddies
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