Silver can in my hand, Ray Bans and a farmer's tan

Rolling in a Chevy on thirty fives, pretty little lady in the passenger side

Hell raising backroads chasing the look on her face has me feeling amazing

And everyone is doing alright, cold Coors in a Coleman kinda night

Floating down the lazy river, know it's gonna be a good time with her

When we're done all my buddies roll up, throwing the cooler in the back of their truck

Back roads couple cane poles, sitting in the hole where the water's cold

And everyone is doing alright, cannonball in the water kinda night

I'm saying silver can in my hand, Ray Bans and a farmer's tan

Rolling in a Chevy on thirty fives, pretty little lady in the passenger side

Hell raising backroads chasing the look on her face has me feeling amazing

And everyone is doing alright, cold Coors in a Coleman kinda night, oh kinda night

Tailgate underneath the stars, no one has a clue to where we are

Head on my chest she can feel my heart and we might go just a little too far

Catch myself in the backseat, she ain't doing nothing but smiling at me

Look at the clock it's past midnight, hold up I see them red and blue lights, they caught me with

A silver can in my hand, Ray Bans and a farmer's tan

Rolling in a Chevy on thirty fives, pretty little lady in the passenger side

Hell raising backroads chasing the look on her face has me feeling amazing

And everyone is doing alright, cold Coors in a Coleman kinda night, oh kinda night yeah

I'm saying silver can in my hand, Ray Bans and a farmer's tan

Drop it in four-low put it in drive, hold on baby it's gonna be a wild ride

Hell raising backroads chasing the look on her face has me feeling amazing

And everyone is doing alright, cold Coors in a Coleman kinda night, oh kinda night

Hey man I need another one, hey is Dorothy's still open

Kuntry Korner where you at, hey man I think we're out of ice