Well I remember Friday nights, We were full of bull and natural light Rock stars, under the parking lot lights Killing time in a little town Window's tinted up, tailgates down Running our mouths, riding up and down Just looking for a fight We heard all the stories a thousand times Somebody go on and tell 'em again, ain't nobody gonna mind Here's to the good old boys, the guitars that made the noise And all the girls that we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight, To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget Like I still smell the craw fish stand, diving head first in the morning drink Standing in the lake watching water skis go by, Got a pretty girl sitting on my shoulders and another pretty girl trying to push her over My boys on the bank letting the horseshoes fly Well I can still see it now, All of us piling in our trucks and heading back into town Here's the good old boys, the guitars that made the noise And all the girls we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight, To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget Here's to the last calls when we didn't care, holding our shots up in the air A bunch of reckless boys, man I swear, it's a wonder we survived To the trucks that drove us home and secrets we never told And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives Here's to the nights we don't remember Yeah here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget, no