American Nights - Lee Brice

Faded Levi’s, worn out chucks

Twenty in my pocket feels like a million bucks

Blue-eyed beauty leaning to me

We got our own show in the back row

Miss the whole damn movie

American nights, one headlight

Cutting down main street in the dark

Muscle Shoals, muscle cars

Earning our straps underneath these stars

Blue Ribbon bottles, big block throttles

All night if you wanna, gonna make it last

A little taste of freedom, a little small town dreaming

No need to preach, no need to shout, we believe in

American nights, one headlight

Cutting down main street in the dark

Muscle Shoals, muscle cars

Earning our straps underneath these stars

American nights, yeah

Dreaded morning don’t come

And these colors don’t wrong

Stay up and stay on

American nights

American nights, one headlight

Cutting down main street

Muscle Shoals, muscle cars

Earning our straps underneath these stars

American nights, American nights

Yeah, American nights

Faded Levis, worn out chucks

Twenty in my pocket feels like a million bucks

Yeah, it does