Black Leather Jackets

This is one for the boys with the "Back in Black" sticker on a farm tag Chevrolet

This is one for the boys throwin' up a middle-finger to the ones that say they can't

This is one for that one dark horse in that one-horse town

We're the ones who traded out the Jim Beam bottle

Bit of metal, heavy, never lettin' off the throttle

Cranking it up when the world turns down

We're the black leather jackets in the blue jean towns

We're the out-crowd

And we just hangin' out a little too late, a little too loud

We're the black leather jackets in the blue jean towns

This is one for the boys out of a back pew livin', front row singing along

Back-row hunters, long-shot gunners

Mapped-out underdogs

Yeah, we the ones who traded out the Jim Beam bottle

Bit of metal, heavy, never lettin' off the throttle

Cranking it up when the world turns down

We're the black leather jackets in the blue jean towns

We're the out-crowd

And we just hangin' out a little too late, a little too loud

We're the black leather jackets in the blue jean towns

We're the out-crowd

Yeah, we the ones who traded out the Jim Beam bottle

Bit of metal, heavy, never lettin' off the throttle

Cranking it up when the world turns down

We're the black leather jackets in the blue jean towns

We're the out-crowd

And we just hangin' out a little too late, a little too loud

We're the black leather jackets in the blue jean towns

Yeah, in the blue jeans towns