T-tops off of a black Trans Am

Flying like a small town Superman

I knew freedom like the back of my hand

Back when the world was small

When I was young and dumb, fast and fun

Pedal to the metal like a rebel on the run

The wilder nights of my wilder days

The knowing I shouldn’t’s but I did anyway

Wish I had one more shot at way back then

Not cause I wanna do it better or different naw

I just wanna do it again

My last home game, my first cold beer

Those blue light lessons in my rearview mirror

The way life felt when I had no fear

And my boots had brand new soles

I wouldn’t change a thing even if I could

Cause it got me here and life is good

But every now and then I still close my eyes

And take that long lost backroad to the back of my mind