It ain't parking with your buddies at the same ol' bar
Drinking all the same ol' drinks
It ain't hanging at the house all by yourself
Staring at a football game
Well, there's a million different ways to burn some moonlight
But if you asked me, there ain't nothing like
Pick her up at seven, she climbs on in
Ride around a little to a country song
Pull into that county line, stop and go
And go and get our cold beer on
Lean in for a kiss underneath the stars
Till the sun shows up, just hold her close
That's about as good as a good ol' boy
Would ever want a night to go
It's a back forty path that forks at the pines
And takes you where the river bends
And an old barn owl sings a little somethin'
And the breeze and the trees join in
She's got it right there in her hip pocket
I swear, man, there ain't no toppin'
Pick her up at seven, she climbs on in
Ride around a little to a country song
Pull into that county line, stop and go
And go and get our cold beer on
Lean in for a kiss underneath the stars
Till the sun shows up, just hold her close
That's about as good as a good ol' boy
Would ever want a night to go
Play the guitar
There's a million different ways to burn some moonlight
But if you asked me, there ain't nothing like
Pick her up at seven, she climbs on in
Ride around a little to a country song
Pull into that county line, stop and go
And go and get our cold beer on
Lean in for a kiss underneath the stars
Till the sun shows up, just hold her close
That's about as good as a good ol' boy
Would ever want a night to go
Yeah, that's about as good as a good ol' boy
Would ever want a night to go
