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  • Taylor Acorn

    Red White

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Cooler full of ice from the corner market
Twelve pack of Lite is what we poured on it
Thanks to that fake I.D.
Seventeen going on twenty-three
 
Everybody piled up in the truck bed
Dirt road anthem on the stereo blarin'
Fifteen miles on the other side
Of that buck-shot shot up county line
 
Bonfire burnin' up that Southern sky
We were just back road, barefoot,
Dancin' in the K.C. lights*
Holdin' our own here in this small town
Livin' it up while we were throwin' it down
In that red, white, cut-off blue jean Summer, yeah
Red, white, cut-off blue jean Summer, yeah
 
Flannel tied up hangin' 'round my waist line
Mason jars filled to the tip with moonshine
Sippin' it nice and slow,
Cause it's all gone before you know
 
With that bonfire burnin' up that Southern sky
We were just back road, barefoot,
Dancin' in the K.C. lights
Holdin' our own here in this small town
Livin' it up while we were throwin' it down
In that red, white, cut-off blue jean Summer, yeah
Blue jean Summer, yeah
 
We were young, we were dumb, we were wild and free
No money in our pockets, nowhere to be
We were livin' for the minute, caught all up in
That high school dream
 
With that bonfire burnin' up that Southern sky
We were just back road, barefoot,
Dancin' in the K.C. lights
Holdin' our own here in this small town
Livin' it up while we were throwin' it down
In that red, white, cut-off blue jean,
 
Yeah that bonfire burnin' up that Southern sky
We were just back road, barefoot,
Dancin' in the K.C. lights
Holdin' our own here in this small town
Livin' it up while we were throwin' it down
In that red, white, cut-off blue jean Summer, yeah
Red, white, cut-off blue jean Summer, yeah
 

 

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