Back

Headlights are lighting up the dance floor

Lined up by empties from the night before

Cops might be coming but nobody's running

Cause we're too busy buzzin ain't it something

Life in the sticks back to where I'm from

Way back in the woods in the back of the truck

Crushing cans in the field getting down in the dirt

Starting fires with kerosene cause you know it will burn

Yeah the only way to get there is to follow the tracks

Of the mud tires

Moonlight