(Hey)
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
Chase Rice - The Album, Pt. I Album Lyrics
Chase Rice - The Album, Pt. I Lyrics
Writer: Kevin M Griffin, Martin Bennett Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Everywhere
(Hey)
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
Writer: Chase Rice, James Mcnair, Zachary Kale
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Best Night Ever
(Hey)
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
Writer: Chase Rice, Chris Destefano, Matthew Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Messy
(Hey)
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
Writer: Kylie Sackley, Seth Ennis
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
In The Car
(Hey)
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
Writer: Chase Rice, Hunter Phelps, Jesse Rice, Mark Holman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Forever To Go
(Hey)
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)
(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on
She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?
Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now
Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
Writer: Casey Brown, Geoff Warburton, Jordan Minton
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.