Verse 1

Verse 1 Sun’s setting low, the sky’s painted gold, Got my buddies and a cooler, we’re ready to roll. The gravel road’s calling, let the good times flow, With a bottle of tequila, we’re stealing the show. Tequila, girls, and trucks, that’s our kind of night, Underneath the stars, everything feels right. With the radio up and the windows rolled down, We’re living it up in this small-town crowd. Verse 2 She’s got that smile, with a heart full of fun, Dancing by the fire, she’s the only one. With every shot poured, we’re losing track of time, In this country life, everything’s so sublime. Chorus Tequila, girls, and trucks, that’s our kind of night, Underneath the stars, everything feels right. With the radio up and the windows rolled down, We’re living it up in this small-town crowd. When the sun comes up, we’ll still be here, Laughing and loving, with nothing to fear. With a heart full of dreams, and a truck full of hope, We’re chasing the night, with each twist and slope. Tequila, girls, and trucks, that’s our kind of night, Underneath the stars, everything feels right. With the radio up and the windows rolled down, We’re living it up in this small-town crowd.