Good Times Don’t Justin Moore
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[Verse 1]
Chevy got away from a square body
Tractors don't just come in green
There's a lot of new names for Granddaddy
A lot more brands than Wrangler Jeans
I don't know about you
But if you're anything like me
[Chorus]
For cold beer, Friday night, mud on the steps
That ain't ever goin' out of style
Pretty girl ridin' shotgun, fishin' on a hot one's
Gonna be around for a while
The world spins 'round, the kids get grown
But they still turn it up when Hank comes on
Yeah, times change but good times don't
[Verse 2]
You pay a little more at the Shell station
Fiddling still ain't cool no more
It's a whole lot different since I was playin'
T-ball teams ain't keeping the score
But I'll put a hundred down
That a hundred years from now
[Chorus]
For cold beer, Friday night, mud on the steps
That ain't ever goin' out of style
Pretty girl ridin' shotgun, fishin' on a hot one's
Gonna be around for a while
The world spins 'round, the kids get grown
But they still turn it up when Hank comes on
Yeah, times change but good times don't
Chevy got away from a square body
Tractors don't just come in green
There's a lot of new names for Granddaddy
A lot more brands than Wrangler Jeans
I don't know about you
But if you're anything like me
[Chorus]
For cold beer, Friday night, mud on the steps
That ain't ever goin' out of style
Pretty girl ridin' shotgun, fishin' on a hot one's
Gonna be around for a while
The world spins 'round, the kids get grown
But they still turn it up when Hank comes on
Yeah, times change but good times don't
[Verse 2]
You pay a little more at the Shell station
Fiddling still ain't cool no more
It's a whole lot different since I was playin'
T-ball teams ain't keeping the score
But I'll put a hundred down
That a hundred years from now
[Chorus]
For cold beer, Friday night, mud on the steps
That ain't ever goin' out of style
Pretty girl ridin' shotgun, fishin' on a hot one's
Gonna be around for a while
The world spins 'round, the kids get grown
But they still turn it up when Hank comes on
Yeah, times change but good times don't
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