Boys From Back Home - Scotty McCreery

We live for bright light Friday nights

Front row bleacher packed in tight

Stood there, shirts off in the cold

Painted all faces blue and gold

Yeah win or lose, either way

We pile in Will’s old Chevrolet

Heading downtown to set up shop

In that drive through cookout parking lot

Ooh

Yeah Red had a beard and a fake id

He’d buy the beer at the old BP

Kyle’s folks were gone till Sunday night

Sing country roots till morning light

Yeah, yeah

And I go back in time

To those October nights

And when I hear that song

It don’t feel too long

Since things changed and life moved on

But no matter where in this world we roam

We’re still them boys from back home

Week after graduation day

Old Bird packed up and drove away

Collin bought a diamond ring

I went to Nashville to chase a dream

Next time I roll through Carolina

I’ma call 'em up to see if we can find

A stop sign to shoot

A train track to jump

Put on Dixieland Delight

And turn it way up

Yeah I go back in time

To those October nights

And when I hear that song

It don’t feel too long

Since things changed and life moved on

But no matter where in this world we roam

We’re still them boys from back home, yeah

Yeah I go back in time

To those October nights

And I go back in time

To those October nights

And when I hear that song

It don’t feel, it don’t feel too long

Since things changed and life moved on

And no matter where in this world we roam

We’re still them boys from back home

Them boys from back home

Yeah, woo!