Young & Reckless - Jon Langston

We wear cowboy boots and Wrangler jeans

Hunt and fish bout everything

Trucks are loud, beers are cold

Like to raise hell off an ole dirt road

West Virginia to Caroline, Hattiesburg to South Georgia’s line

There’s a few that are just like me

No matter where you go you’ll always see

Good ole boys with a wild side

Rowdy friends making good times

All or none, don’t settle for less

Come on y’all, we the young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

After work on a friday night

See what trouble we might find

Call up the boys we athens bound

Catch a little buzz at our spot downtown

And later that night we head to the farm

Get a little crazy in a big red barn

Screaming Hank with a rebel yell

Girls getting hot spinning their own spell on us

Good ole boys with a wild side

Rowdy friends making good times

All or none, don’t settle for less

Come on y’all, we the young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

I love my momma, I say yes mam

Prime example of a southern gentlemen

I know how to act but I’m still a mess

Y’all already know I’m young and reckless

Good ole boys with a wild side

Rowdy friends making good times

All or none, don’t settle for less

Come on y’all, we the young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

Young, young and reckless

Young, young and reckless