(100graham)
Your body's ridges and valleys
The mountain air in my lungs
We found the edge of the county
I found a way to your love
It's like my head's got a bounty
It's like we've been on the run
Ain't it ironic how we're getting older
But the night's still young
Riding 'round in that old truck
But the night's still young
I'm a little stuck in my old ways
But the night's still young
Tryna impress your old man
But the night's still young
Yeah sure enough
The night's still young
You're an old soul and I'm old fashioned
Got no words, there's no caption
Just throw the things away
Same old turns had no traction
That burnt rubber, them speakers blasting
Don't worry about it, it's gonna work out either way
But isn't it a beautiful thing
When you take the reins
I wish they could see things
The way we see things
A little money, a little fame
It could kill a good day
But I knew we'd find a way
If I followed, so I followed you
Your body's ridges and valleys
The mountain air in my lungs
We found the edge of the county
I found a way to your love
It's like my head's got a bounty
It's like we've been on the run
Ain't it ironic how we're getting older
But the night's still young
Riding 'round in that old truck
But the night's still young
I'm a little stuck in my old ways
But the night's still young
Tryna impress your old man
But the night's still young
Yeah sure enough
The night's still young
