Well, we lit that fire and let it burn the morning,
Dancing in the pyramid light.
And we chased the sun without no fear or warning,
Cause being young kept a twinkle in our eye.
I’ve got red dirt stains on my worn out jeans.
I was dust gasoline.
night felt a movie
That hopes dream.
just nowhere left to be.
So runs
the back roads where we’re
We every up the
I’ve red stains worn out
was raised on dust
More every night felt movie
That put hopes in reckless dream.
Oh, Backwoods, and reckless dreams.
yeah. Backwoods, and dreams.
Oh, ain’t tie us
of small
red dirt stains on worn out jeans.
Was and gasoline.
every night felt like a movie scene
That in
And we down.
We were kings and queens of town.
were and queens this