Under a Southern Sky

Jenny's so Walmart parking lot pretty They ought to put her in a country song She can outshine a Mississippi moon And stay out twice as long 'Tween her and the stars There's sure a lot going on around here Billy's got the first two chords figured out To small town Saturday Night Little smoke and a bottle little pass it around Little hey, who's got the light? We're thicker than thieves, camp fire kings Just getting high Under a southern sky Tonight, there's a back seat fire burning hotter than the fourth of July There's some hard-earned money about to get thrown down On a hard-earned Friday night Woah, a whole lot of dreaming Loving and leaving And getting by Under a southern sky I got a cracked up concrete hometown heart That needs little river bank Little green, little trees, little set me free Little cold beer, little old school Hank Get me on back road, hand out the window Heading home Under a southern sky Tonight, there's a back seat fire burning hotter than the fourth of July There's some hard-earned money about to get thrown down On a hard-earned Friday night Woah, a whole lot of dreaming Loving and leaving And getting by Under a southern sky Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Under a southern sky Tonight, there's a back seat fire burning hotter than the fourth of July There's some hard-earned money about to get thrown down On a hard-earned Friday night Woah, a whole lot of dreaming Loving and leaving And getting by A whole lot of dreaming Loving and leaving And getting by Under a southern sky Under a southern sky