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[Verse 1]
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Chipped in on gas with that old bucket of rust
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And cheap beer then in a cloud of dust
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We showed that town our taillights and we were gone
[Verse 2]
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Truth or dare led to my first kiss
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Then I scratched a little secret off my bucket list
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Still think about her when I hear that George Strait song
[Chorus]
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When I close my eyes and I look back
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Oh it's kinda sad but I have to laugh
D A
About the fun we had when good ole days were young
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If I could hit rewind on that old clock
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I'd roll back time to a place and stop
D A
Smack dab in the middle of our nights in the sun
Where we sang
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Na, na, na, na
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Na, na, na, na
D A
Na, na, our nights in the sun
[Verse 3]
A
We cannon balled off of that railroad bridge
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And swam to the banks of that old McLeod river
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Crashing in the bed of our trucks when the beer ran out (Yeah we did)
[Verse 4]
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The pretty girls liked guys that could play guitar
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When you do a little bit of fishing in the dark
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You can find a love that you'll never forget about
[Chorus]
A
When I close my eyes and I look back
D
Oh it's kinda sad but I have to laugh
D A
About the fun we had when good ole days were young
A
If I could hit rewind on that old clock
D
I'd roll back time to a place and stop
D A
Smack dab in the middle of our nights in the sun
Where we sang
A
Na, na, na, na
D
Na, na, na, na
D A
Na, na, our nights in the sun
[Instr]
A D D A
[Chorus]
NC
When I close my eyes and I look back
NC
Oh it's kinda sad but I have to laugh
NC
About the fun we had when good ole days were young
A
If I could hit rewind on that old clock
D
I'd roll back time to a place and stop
D A
Smack dab in the middle of our nights in the sun
Where we sang
A
Na, na, na, na
D
Na, na, na, na
D A
Na, na, our nights in the sun
We sang
A
Na, na, na, na
D
Na, na, na, na
D A
Na, na, our nights in the sun
A
Na, na, na, na
D
Na, na, na, na
D
Na, na, na, na
A
Na, na, na, na
A
Na, na, na, na
D
Na, na, na, na
D A
Na, na, na, na
N.C.
[Spoken ending]
N.C.
Anyone who says your golden years
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Are in your fifties, sixties
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Or even seventies is wrong
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Your golden years are when you're young
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With your friends, chasing girls, falling love
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Those are the best years
N.C.
Or as they say, your nights in the sun
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