We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin’, front seat leanin’ Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American

Her momma wants to know Down, down, down that road When I was a boy Four houses down from me Was a family with an only child She was the only girl In this whole world that can make me smile I made up reasons to go

One thing started leadin' to another Out last night We went out last night Yeah we went out last night Hittin' on everybody and their mother When we went out last night Like we swore we wouldn't do Drank to much beer last night A lot more than we wanted

Save it for a rainy day Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away 'Cause the sun's too bright, The sky's too blue Beer's too cold to be thinking about you Yeah, the music's too good, My friends are all out And they're all too high to be bringing 'em

Ooh, one of these days Gonna get off of this highway Wake up in Sun Bay With the sunshine on my face Saint Christopher on a silver chain Say a prayer and sail away I wish I was a pirate shipwreck down in Mexico Where the oceans turn to silver and the

When the sun sinks down, over the water, 'Cause when the sun goes down, we'll be groovin', When the sun goes down we'll be feelin' alright, Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down. Sun tan toes, ticklin' the sand, Cold drink chillin' in my right

'Cause you and tequila make me crazy Run like poison in my blood One more night could kill me, baby One is one too many, one more is never enough Baby, here I am again Kicking dust in the Canyon wind Waiting for that sun to go down Made it up Mulholland

Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife You just might miss your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your

I can't believe it's last night again I can leave myself here The days seem so familiar There's something about the evenings Even though they change every now and then (Kenny Chesney): Well I can be myself here I can free myself here I see things go down

We say we can when they say we can't See what it is when they see what it ain't With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints Long before a boat anchored the harbour Long before steel drums