Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Young
Chris Young
Vocals
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Biff Watson
Biff Watson
Acoustic Guitar
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
Keyboards
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Kinney
Brandon Kinney
Songwriter
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Songwriter
Michael Ray Carter
Michael Ray Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Stroud
James Stroud
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Been waitin' all week about to bust loose
Got the party iced down in my off-shore igloo
Everybody's gatherin' around
Wherever we are, that's where we're throwing down
[Verse 2]
Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer
Pop it open, raise it up in the air
Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah
Here's to good ol' boys and country girls everywhere
[Verse 3]
Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs
Y'all sing along, this night ain't over yet
We're gonna stay right here till there's nothing but the cooler left
[Verse 4]
Ain't gonna waste one drop of this Friday night
Been buildin' up a thirst for a hell of a time
Got my boots on and ready to kick it off, brother
If you're runnin' low, holler, throw me another
[Verse 5]
Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer
Pop it open, raise it up in the air
Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah
Here's to good ol' boys and country girls everywhere
[Verse 6]
Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs
Y'all sing along, this night ain't over yet
We're gonna stay right here till there's nothing but the cooler left
[Verse 7]
Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer
Pop it open, raise it up in the air
Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah
Here's to good ol' boys and country girls everywhere
[Verse 8]
Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs
Y'all sing along, this night ain't over yet
We're gonna be right here
Yeah, we're gonna stay right here till there's nothing but the cooler left
[Verse 9]
Yeah, dance along, drink along, come on, get your party on
Everybody with me till there's nothin' but the cooler left
Sip it son, shotgun, either way, we're endin' up a couple past tipsy
With nothing but the cooler left
Written by: Brandon Kinney, Cole Swindell, Michael Ray Carter
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