Boys From Back Home

We live for bright light Friday night
 Front row bleacher packed in tight
 Stood there, shirts off in the cold
 Tainted all faces blue and gold
 Yeah win or lose, either way
 We pile the wheels of old Chevrolet
 Heading downtown to set up shop
 In that drive through cookout parking lot
 Ooh
 Yeah a red hat, a beard and a fake id
 He'd buy the beer at the old BP
 Cal's folks were gone till Sunday night
 Sing country roots till morning light
 Yeah, yeah
 And I go back in time
 To those October nights
 And when I hear that song
 It don't feel too long
 Since things changed and life moved on
 But no matter where in this world we roam
 We're still them boys from back home
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 Week after graduation day
 Old Burt packed up and drove away
 Collin bought a diamond ring
 And I went to Nashville to chase a dream
 Next time I roll through Carolina
 I'ma call 'em up to see if we can find
 A stop sign to shoot
 A train track to jump
 Put on Dixieland Delight
 And turn it way up
 And I go back in time
 To those October nights
 And when I hear that song
 It don't feel too long
 Since things changed and life moved on
 But no matter where in this world we roam
 We're still them boys from back home
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 Yeah I go back in time
 To the October nights
 And I go back in time
 To those October nights
 And when I hear that song
 It don't feel
 It don't feel too long
 Since things changed and life moved on
 But no matter where in this world we roam
 We're still them boys from back home
 Them boys from back home