Lyrics
Aw yeah
Ain't a star in the sky
Nah nah, aye
Ain't a star in the sky that's too bright
Ain't a wrong if it ever feels too right
Even if our cups run dry tonight
Mmm, we're gettin' drunk off of moonlite
Good ol' boys, we drinking whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the first day of the rest of our lives"
Even if our cups run dry tonight
Mmm, we're getting drunk off of moonlite
One life, I'mma shoot my shot before it's too late
Sweet talk a pretty thing until my tooth ache
We got room for three more inside this 4runner
Call the friends and paint the town in a new shade
Let's treat these back roads like a canvas
Endless summer, we can't go back to campus
Work hard, play hard, while the sun's shining
Nighttime comes 'round, we all start dancin'
Highs and lows
Either way, we gotta take in the view
There's a lot that I don't know
So let me tell you 'bout some things that I do
Ain't a star in the sky that's too bright
Ain't a wrong if it ever feels too right
Even if our cups run dry tonight
Mmm, we're gettin' drunk off of moonlite
Good ol' boys, we drinking whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the first day of the rest of our lives"
Even if our cups run dry tonight
Mmm, we're getting drunk off of moonlite
FM on 'til the AM comes
Radio static meets the morning sun
Not worried 'bout traffic, we're the only ones
Still awake in this town
Still awake in this town, with my dogs and my hounds
Yeah we hangin' out the window, like we came from the pound
Got us howling at the moon, like we chasin' it down
They said, "Stay inside your lane," so we're paving it now
Highs and lows
Either way, we gotta take in the view
There's a lot that I don't know
So let me tell you 'bout some things that I do
Ain't a star in the sky that's too bright
Ain't a wrong if it ever feels too right
Even if our cups run dry tonight
Mmm, we're gettin' drunk off of moonlite
Good ol' boys, we drinking whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the first day of the rest of our lives"
Even if our cups run dry tonight
Mmm, we're getting drunk off of moonlite
FM on 'til the AM comes
Radio static meets the morning sun
Not worried 'bout traffic, we're the only ones
Still awake in this town
Written by: Andrew Magnuson
