We live for bright light Friday nights
Front row bleacher packed in tight
Stood there, shirts off in the cold
Painted all faces blue and gold

Yeah win or lose, either way
We pile in Will's old Chevrolet
Heading downtown to set up shop
In that drive through cookout parking lot
Ooh

Yeah Red had a beard and a fake id
He'd buy the beer at the old Bp
Kyle's folks were gone till Sunday night
Sing country roots till morning light
Yeah, yeah

And I go back in time
To those October nights
And when I hear that song
It don't feel too long
Since things changed and life moved on
But no matter where in this world we roam
We're still them boys from back home

Week after graduation day
Old Bird packed up and drove away
Collin bought a diamond ring
I went to Nashville to chase a dream
Next time I roll through Carolina
I'ma call 'em up to see if we can find
A stop sign to shoot
A train track to jump
Put on Dixieland Delight
And turn it way up

Yeah I go back in time
To those October nights
And when I hear that song
It don't feel too long
Since things changed and life moved on
But no matter where in this world we roam
We're still them boys from back home, yeah

Yeah I go back in time
To those October nights

And I go back in time
To those October nights
And when I hear that song
It don't feel, it don't feel too long
Since things changed and life moved on
And no matter where in this world we roam
We're still them boys from back home
Them boys from back home

Yeah, woo!