[Verse 1]

Windows down

Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know

'Cause they're still young

Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold

[Pre-Chorus]

And I can't count all these stories I've heard from family before me

How they'd backroad drink and wind up lost amongst the trees

Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak

God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town off its knees

[Chorus]

Remember days when you could go roll around

Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town

Remember days a helping hand could always be found

Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground

[Verse 2]

Summer days

Mid-creek swimmin' and baling hay

When Sunday came

You sit around the table and say your grace

[Pre-Chorus]

It's where my grandfather always told me to think 'fore I speak

Hell, that's probably why he's a man I strive to be

Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak

God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town off its knees

[Chorus]

Remember days when you could go roll around

Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town

Remember days a helping hand could always be found

Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground

[Outro]

Windows down

Cruisin' 'round singin' every song that I know

'Cause I'm still young

And I'm just tryna live it up 'fore my blood runs cold