Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy Currington
Billy Currington
Vocals
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Sloas
Jimmie Sloas
Bass
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Drums
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Fiddle
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
David Huff
David Huff
Electric Guitar
Jim Hoke
Jim Hoke
Tenor Saxophone
John Hinchey
John Hinchey
Trombone
Steven Herrman
Steven Herrman
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Hunt
Sam Hunt
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Marc Beeson
Marc Beeson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Billy Currington
Billy Currington
Executive Producer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Summer coming through a rolled down window
Tearing down an almost two lane backroad
Freedom and fireflies in the air
[Verse 2]
The night's still young, never gonna get old
Living for today, like there's no tomorrow
Follow the grooves, the tires in the grass
Staying on the gas like we're never coming back
[Verse 3]
It's a Friday night, it's a small town girl
Everything is right and we rule the world
Two twelves in the truck back, beating
A bunch of rockstars on the riverbank singing
Whoa, whoa, everything, everything we want to be
We are, we are, we are tonight
[Verse 4]
Swaying back and forth, can't you feel the music
Time stands still, I don't want to lose it
Her tan, her touch, her laugh
We're flying so high like we're never gonna crash
[Verse 5]
It's a Friday night, it's a small town girl
Everything is right and we rule the world
Two twelves in the truck back, beating
A bunch of rockstars on the riverbank singing
Whoa, whoa, everything, everything we want to be
We are, we are, we are tonight
[Verse 6]
Toes in the grass with our hands up high
Dream as big as a midnight sky
So untamed and we're so alive
Tonight
[Verse 7]
It's a Friday night, it's a small town girl
Everything is right and we rule the world
Two twelves in the truck back, beating
A bunch of rockstars on the riverbank singing
Whoa, whoa, everything, everything we want to be
We are, we are, we are tonight
[Verse 8]
We are tonight
Everything we want to be
Yeah we are, we are, we are tonight
Whoah
Written by: Josh Osborne, Marc Beeson, Sam Hunt
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