Top Songs By Scoot Teasley
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scoot Teasley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scoot Teasley
Songwriter
Jon Stark
Songwriter
Mason Thornley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Utley
Producer
Lyrics
That summer faded, we fell outta love
Wish I could tell that to this truck
It's still tryna hang on every time I crank it up, it reminds me of
Us dancing with the fireflies in that moonlight on that tailgate
That high we never got bored of in Georgia out by the lake
I've been tryna get over all that
But these four wheels just want it all back
Every red dirt road, it wants to go and drive it
Every memory of us, it wants to go and find it
Pass that old corner bar where we used to go
Keeps playing our songs on the radio
Wasting good 87 and hating how we're done
Another Friday night with no one in the shotgun
'Cause when it trys to find the courage to pick up someone new
This truck it still misses you
Keep tryna to tell it, you're too far gone
It'd better off just tryna moving on
Quit taking laps around this little town and living in the past
Burn that picture of us on the dash
Every red dirt road, it wants to go and drive it
Every memory of us, it wants to go and find it
Pass that old corner bar where we used to go
Keeps playing our songs on the radio
Wasting good 87 and hating how we're done
Another Friday night with no one in the shotgun
When it try's to find the courage to pick up someone new
This truck it still misses you
Every red dirt road, it wants to go and drive it
Every memory of us, it wants to go and find it
Pass that old corner bar where we used to go
Keeps playing our songs on the radio
Wasting good 87 and hating how we're done
Another Friday night with no one in the shotgun
When it trys to find the courage to pick up someone new
This truck it still misses you
Every dirt road
Every dirt road
When it trys to find the courage to pick up someone new
This truck it still misses you
Written by: Jon Stark, Mason Thornley, Scoot Teasley