Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Owen
Vocals
Joey Moi
Electric Guitar
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Joseph Arick
Harmonica
Ilya Toshinskiy
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaren Johnston
Songwriter
Neil Mason
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Co-Producer
Rodney Clawson
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Long truck bed, hop in it
Fire engine red, like her lipstick
Out here, we can't let it go, yeah
But just me and my good friends
Jug of wine, little sip
Out here, baby, you just never know
Yeah, these are the days of gold
[Verse 2]
Well, it's southern summer
Whiskey's in the air, dogs on the burner
Beer's ice cold, and got a pretty, little lady to hold
Southern summer
And that sun shinin' down like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road
They're the days of gold
[Verse 3]
A little July sky, so high
Moonshine by the riverside
Stealin' hearts and runnin' wild
Yeah, our own little world, Tennessee
Boys and girls runnin' free
Out here it's good times for miles
Yeah, these are the days of gold
[Verse 4]
Well, it's southern summer
Whiskey's in the air, dogs on the burner
Beer's ice cold, and got a pretty, little lady to hold
Southern summer
And that sun shinin' down like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road
They're the days of gold
[Verse 5]
A little bit of you, little bit of me
What you wanna do? What's it gon' be?
We can get wild, we can live free
Or you can shake it for me, baby, like a tambourine
Slice of watermelon, and you spit the seeds
Sweat on your back stickin' to the seats
We can sneak off and beat the heat
I'll be buzzin' on you, honey, like a bumble bee
[Verse 6]
Yeah, it's a southern summer
Whiskey's in the air, dogs on the burner
Beer's ice cold, and got a pretty, little lady to hold
Southern summer
And that sun shinin' down like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road
They're the days of gold
Written by: Jaren Johnston, Neil Mason