Five young guns, four old Fords between us
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Never more than a couple of 'em run at a time
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Bold and bored, standin' and gasolinin'
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Makin' sparks with anything we could find
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We love that town but we were seventeeners
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Ridin' around giving it the finger
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[Chorus:]
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Those days we made it last all night
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Those girls we thought were just all right
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Those kids that town misunderstood
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They were great before we knew they were good
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Sweatin' in the sun 'cuz havin' fun takes money
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Paid for our crazy cuttin' grass
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Waitin' on the front porch
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For little miss milk and honey
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Smellin' like Marlboros and lawnmower gas
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We parked that Galaxy out there where the milo grew
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Two beginners tryin' to show each other what they knew
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Caged birds singing, waitin' on their wings and learnin' to fly
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One day they're on the ground and then you turn around
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They're all in the sky
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Before we knew they were good
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They were great
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Before We Knew They Were Good
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| Toby Keith |
