Step side cover down in peanut dust Friday night spotlight, and that was us On a no cab tractor hauling them bales Backing in boats, fishing limb lines It might not've been you, but I can't judge Just be proud of what makes you country People talkin'

At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and, oh, the night's so blue I know I stand in line until you think you have the time To spend an evening with me

Get your party right, it's a Friday night Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin' up a faded out 4x4 I brought the songs and you brought the party Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where eveybody knows That anything goes on a Friday

There's no need to hide All the innocence lost at one time We're safe tonight The selfish, they're all standing in line Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time Me, I figure as each breath goes by I only own my mind North is to south what the clock is

I ain't missing you Since you've been gone, away Down this long distance line tonight Everytime I think of you I always catch my breath And I'm still standing here and your miles away And I'm wondering why you left And there's a storm that's raging

Call me, call me any, any anytime Call me my love Color me your color baby, color me your car Color me your color darling, I know who you are Come up off your color chart Call me on the line You can call me any day or night I know where you're coming from

My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage We take everyone in Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you If home is where the heart is Then we're all just fucked

Good night, was just a little word you liked Somewhere somebody that you burn Was talk to happy in the line But love, you know you never got it right I don't know why you say good night You only mean to say goodbye And I know, you could have show your

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?