Nights Like These Lyrics

My days are as blue as my collar

Come home to an empty house

Mr. Zack Bryan's on

And he tells me to head on down south

With nights like these and all the pain in my knees

It's nights like these, Childers on repeat

A beer in my hand and smoke enters my lungs

It's nights like these that make those

60-plus hours just a little more fun, yeah

On the clock with a pissed-off boss

Ready to tell him to kiss my ass

I wanna play my song real loud

And work as much as my body allows

Only nights like these and all the pain in my knees

It's nights like these, Childers on repeat

A beer in my hand, smoke enters my lungs

It's nights like these that make those

60 plus hours just a little more

Just a little more fun, yeah