Well I remember friday nights, We were full of bull natural light Rockstars, under the parking lot lights Killin' time in a little town Window's tinted up, tailgates down Running our mouths, riding up and down Just looking for a fight We heard all our stories a thousand times Somebody go on and tell 'em again, ain't nobody gonna mind Here's the good ole boy, the guitars that made the noise And all the girls we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight, To trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we won't remember and the friends we won't forget Like I still smell the crawfish stand, diving head first in the morning drink Standing in the lake watching water skis go by, Got a pretty on my shoulders and another pretty girl trying to push her over My boys on the bank lettin the horseshoes fly I can still see it now, all of us pilin' in our trucks and heading back into town Here's the good ole boy, the guitars that made the noise And all the girls we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight, To trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we won't remember and the friends we won't forget Here's to last call when we didn't care, holding' our shots up in the air A bunch of reckless boys, man I swear, it's a wonder we survived To trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we won't remember Here's to the nights we won't remember and the friends we won't forget