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Capo 1 Intro: G D Em C Verse 1
GWell, I remember Friday nights, EmWe were full of bull and natural light DRock stars under the parking lot Clights GKillin' time in a little town EmWindow's tinted up, tailgates down DRunning our mouths, riding up and down Just Clooking for a fight EmWe heard all our Dstories a thousand Ctimes EmSomebody go on and Dtell 'em again, Cain't nobody gonna mind
CHORUS
GHere's to the good ole boy, Dthe guitars that made the noise EmAnd all the girls that we annoyed, and the Cones we kissed goodnight, GTo the trucks that drove us home, Dsecrets we never told EmAnd all the talks on old dirt roads that Csomehow changed our lives Here's to the Emnights we Ddon't Cremember and the friends we won't forget
G D Em C VERSE 2
GLike I still smell the crawfish stand, Emdiving head first in the morning drink DStanding in the lake watching water skis go Cby, GGot a pretty girl sitting on my shoulders andEm another pretty girl trying to
push her over
DMy boys on the bank letting the horse shoes fCly EmWell, I can Dstill see it Cnow, aEmll of us pilin' Din our trucks and Cheading
back into town CHORUS SOLO: G D Em C HOLD C
Here's to Glast call when we didn't care, Dholding' our shots up in the air EmA bunch of reckless boys, man I swear, iCt's a wonder we survived GTo the trucks that drove us home, Dthe secrets we never told EmAnd all the talks on old dirt roads that Csomehow changed our lives Here's to the Emnights we Ddon't Cremember Here's to the Emnights we Ddon't Cremember and the friends we won't forget
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