Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyler Weston
Vocals
Devin Malone
Acoustic Guitar
Billy Dawson
Background Vocals
Eli Beaird
Bass
Grady Saxman
Drums
Nathan Ketterle
Electric Guitar
Billy Nobel
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyler Weston
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Dawson
Producer
Lyrics
It’s first day that it ain’t been cold in months
And damn it feels good out
Makes you wanna hook a Jon boat to a truck
Or redline it down a rural route
Got a gas money job lined up
And a fake that I ain’t tried yet
Them country girls’ll be hanging out more
And wearing a whole lot less
It’ll be summertime soon
We’ll be flying down trash pile roadin a cloud
With a cooler or two
Mixing our drinks with a Dairy Queen spoon
Sun going down with my bass turned loud
Luke and Conner shooting shit in the background
Whole town showing up ain’t nothing new
But at least we’ll have something to do
It’ll be summertime soon
I’ll be in my boots and shorts and half priced Ray Bans
Who’s got a guitar I can play man
Long haired country boy and a little Georgia Strait
Hell I can’t wait
It’ll be summertime soon
We’ll be flying down trash pile roadin a cloud
With a cooler or two
Mixing our drinks with a Dairy Queen spoon
Sun going down with my bass turned loud
Luke and Conner shooting shit in the background
Whole town showing up ain’t nothing new
But at least we’ll have something to do
It’ll be summertime soon
I can’t wait to pour one up
It can’t get here fast enough
Summertime soon
Yeah It’ll be summertime soon
We’ll be flying down trash pile road in a cloud
With a cooler or two
Mixing our drinks with a Dairy Queen spoon
Sun going down with my bass turned loud
Luke and Conner shooting shit in the background
Whole town showing up ain’t nothing new
But at least we’ll have something to do
It’ll be summertime soon
Written by: Hunter Phelps, Kyler Weston