Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Granger Smith
Lead Vocals
Amber Smith
Background Vocals
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Piano
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Gordon Mote
Piano
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Background Vocals
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jordan Schmidt
Electric Guitar
Kris Donegan
Electric Guitar
Mike Johnson
Dobro
Rachel Loy
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Rogers
Songwriter
Matthew James Alderman
Songwriter
Ty Graham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek Wells
Producer
Frank Rogers
Producer
Granger Smith
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Could be a neon, it's on
Boys, I got the first round
Could be a last second, Hail Mary
Game-winnin' touchdown
Could be hittin' it off
With the one that you're hittin' on
Turnin' the page, new day, finally movin' on
Whatever it is
Yeah, whatever it is
[Verse 2]
Raise up your glass and make a toast
To all of the times that mean the most
Go on and let your worries
Roll right off your back
Still got some memories left to make
A whole lotta shots left to take
So let's hold 'em high
And live tonight like it's our last
Raise up your glass
[Verse 3]
Could be an old friend, where you been
Tap a keg, let her pour
Could be a new job, new luck
New Year's, pop a cork
Could be a buddy deployed
Last beer, 'fore you send him off
A bottle of Jack, tipped back
'Cause he's back home
Whatever it is, yeah, whoever you're with
[Verse 4]
Raise up your glass and make a toast
To all of the times that mean the most
Go on and let your worries
Roll right off your back
Still got some memories left to make
A whole lotta shots left to take
So let's hold 'em high
And live tonight like it's our last
Raise up your glass
[Verse 5]
Keep it up high all night long
Drink it up till the last drop's gone
Turn it up, yeah, crank that song
And sing along, yeah
[Verse 6]
Whoa, oh, whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, whoa, oh
[Verse 7]
Raise up your glass and make a toast
To all of the times that mean the most
Go on and let your worries
Roll right off your back
We still got some memories left to make
A whole lotta shots left to take
So let's hold 'em high
And live tonight like it's our last
Raise up your glass
(Whoa, oh, whoa, oh)
Raise up your glass
(Whoa, oh, whoa, oh)
Yeah, raise up your glass
Written by: Frank Rogers, Matthew James Alderman, Ty Graham


