Letras
It was gravel lots, boys throwin' back that last beer
Girls touchin' up makeup in the side mirror
Budweiser sign shinin' like Vegas
A five dollar bill got you through that front door
Cowboy hat got you out on the dance floor
And you'd be off to the races
If I could turn back the pages
There'd be sticks and stones, Tracy Lawrence
A two-tone Ford with a long bed on it
Number on a napkin and an old payphone
Lightin' up smokes 'til the lights came on, yeah
Two-steppin' through those neon nights
With a girl in boots and tight Levi's
If I could go back in time, you'd find me
At some old bar in the '90s
A quarter's down, got the next game on the table
Settin' up a shot for a blue-eyed angel
Old John Michael set you up for a slow dance
While your buddies stood around talkin' braves and Earnhardt
You were out there tryna steal that girl's heart
Feels like a world away
But I say the good old days
Were sticks and stones, Tracy Lawrence
A two-tone Ford with a long bed on it
Number on a napkin and an old payphone
Lightin' up smokes 'til the lights came on, yeah
Two-steppin' through those neon nights
With a girl in boots and tight Levi's
If I could go back in time, you'd find me
At some old bar in the '90s
Couple good old boys beside me
And a long-lost fiddle winding
Sure, wish I could rewind it
To sticks and stones, Tracy Lawrence
A two-tone Ford with a long bed on it
Number on a napkin and an old payphone
Lightin' up smokes 'til the lights came on, yeah
Two-steppin' through those neon nights
With a girl in boots and tight Levi's
If I could go back in time, you'd find me
At some old bar in the '90s
Some old bar in the '90s
Some old bar in the '90s
I bet you'd find me