Boys from Back Home

We live for bright light Friday night Front row bleacher packed in tight Stood there, shirts off in the cold Tainted all faces blue and gold Yeah win or lose, either way We pile the wheels of old Chevrolet Heading downtown to set up shop In that drive through cookout parking lot Ooh Yeah a red hat, a beard and a fake id He'd buy the beer at the old BP Cal'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 Burt packed up and drove away Collin bought a diamond ring And 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 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 Yeah I go back in time To the 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 But no matter where in this world we roam We're still them boys from back home Them boys from back home