Good Times & Tan Lines

Little bit of dust, little bit of smoke
Fullerin' a Chevy down a gravel road
Headed to a spot everybody knows
Cannonball swingin' from an old freight rope
Talking 'bout

Good times and tan lines
Cold beer and summer nights
That was all there was to life
Good times and tan lines
Good, good times and tan lines

FM on, coolers on the ground
Dig through the ice and pass 'em around
Waitin' on the hot sun to go down
Little skinny-dippin' when the moon comes out
That sounds like

Good times and tan lines
Cold beer and summer nights
That was all there was to life
Good times and tan lines
Good, good times and tan lines

Nothin' but time, nothin' to lose
Guess there really wasn't nothin' else to do
But load up the truck and just take off
Back then, buddy, we had 'em all
I'm talkin' about

Good times and tan lines
Cold beer and summer nights
That was all there was to life
Good times and tan lines
Good, good times and tan lines

Good times and tan lines
Good, good times and tan lines
Hm, mm
Doo, doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo