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Jason Aldean Jason Aldean

Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console Memory

i really hate to let this moment go touching your skin and your hair falling slow when a goodbye kiss, feels like this Chorus: don't you wanna stay

Couple guys in first class on a flight from New York to Los Angeles Kinda making small talk, killin' time, flirtin' with the flight attendants Thirty

Ain't a whole lot going on Small town Friday night Revving up at a red light On your mark get set go Pass a mom and pop restraunt Same four trucks parked

was it a stone i didn't throw when i wrecked it my foolish words so cool and cold were disconnected tell me why when she cried all i did was close my

[Verse 1:] I worked all week. Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved. Got the cover off a '68. I fired it up, and let them horses sing. A little pretty

There's still black marks on that county road Where we drag raced our pickups and mustangs And weathered all the sun and rain And to this day up on that

I walk a hard line winding road Don't really know where it's gonna go Seems like trouble's my best friend Soon as I get out I'm back in again It's a wonder

Tell 'em all I'm on vacation Say I went to visit friends That you ain't heard or seen from me in quite a while When they ask you where I've been Tell