Gone Girl

That DJ on the side stage

Ain't played one song I like

It's all craft beer served in here

Can't even get a cold Bud Light (It ain't right)

I see you sittin' over there, barely sippin' your drink

Lookin' like you might need a little scenery change

Got a spot I've been hittin' since back in the day

What you say we slip away and say the hell with this place?

And go get a little gone, girl, on a black Jack label

In the middle of a dirt road dancefloor

Way out, nobody in our business

Just us and the crickets and the good Lord

The stars gonna burn on out

The moon gonna sneak on down

We could have a hell of a time, I'll get to makin' you mine

With the rest of what's left of the night

'Til it's gone, girl

Gone like that six-pack we gonna tip back on my hood

Gone like our Levis, gonna hang 'em on an old dogwood

Yeah, the thought of you and me in the back forty

With the trees and the bees and the birds

Can't think of nothing better, but, baby, no pressure

Really, all you gotta do is say the word

We can get a little gone, girl, on a black Jack label

In the middle of a dirt road dancefloor

Way out, nobody in our business

Just us and the crickets and the good Lord

The stars gonna burn on out

The moon gonna sneak on down

We could have a hell of a time, I'll get to makin' you mine

With the rest of what's left of the night

'Til it's gone, girl

'Til it's gone, girl

So, baby, let's roll, take a few backroad curves

Roll 'til we find a little heaven on Earth

Let's get a little gone, girl, on a black Jack label

In the middle of a dirt road dancefloor

Way out, nobody in our business

Just us and the crickets and the good Lord

The stars gonna burn on out

The moon gonna sneak on down

We could have a hell of a time, I'll get to makin' you mine

With the rest of what's left of the night

'Til it's gone, girl (So, baby, let's roll, take a few backroad curves)

Yeah, 'til it's gone, girl (Roll 'til we find a little heaven on Earth)

'Til it's gone, girl