制作
出演艺人
Blane Howard
表演者
作曲和作词
Blane Howard
词曲作者
Rick Huckaby
词曲作者
歌词
First sip, fishing trip, ice cold when it my lips
Knock 'em down, stacking up another summer
Myrtle Beach, 23, sunburned cause I fell asleep
Lesson learned cause we weren't getting any younger
Yeah, we were just looking for nothing to do
Or some kind of trouble we could get into
Never knew those moments were making history
Mighta crossed the line, but didn't break the law
Didnt know it was innocence 'til it was lost
Looking back, didn't know we were making memories
With all those empties
Tailgate, a river bank, bonfire lighting up old flames
Wishing on shooting stars like we were lovers
A Purple Heart, good cigars, blue cans covered up the yard
That night we welcomed home a brother
Yeah, we were just looking for nothing to do
Or some kind of trouble we could get into
Never knew those moments were making history
Mighta crossed the line, but didn't break the law
Didnt know it was innocence 'til it was lost
Looking back, didn't know we were making memories
With all those empties
Drink it up every drop, you never know when you pop a top
Can't tell good stories 'til you make em
Yeah, we were just looking for nothing to do
Or some kind of trouble we could get into
Never knew those moments were making history
Mighta crossed the line, but didn't break the law
Didnt know it was innocence 'til it was lost
Looking back, didn't know we were making memories
With all those empties
Yeah with all those empties
Written by: Blane Howard, Rick Huckaby
