"Days of Gold" Lyrics
Jake Owen
- Long truck bed, hop in it, fire engine red like a lipstick
- Out here we can let it go, yeah
- Just me and my good friends, jug of wine lil' sip
- Out here baby you just never know
- Yeah, these are the days of gold
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- Well it's a Southern summer
- Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner
- Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold
- Southern summer
- And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar
- Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold
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- The July sky, so high moon shining by the river side
- Stealing hearts and running wild
- In our own little world, Tennessee boys and girls running free
- Out here it's good times for miles
- Yeah, these are the days of gold
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- Well it's a Southern summer
- Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner
- Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold
- Southern summer
- And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar
- Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold
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- A little bit of you, a little bit of me
- What you wanna do, what's it gonna be
- We can get a wild, we can live free
- Or you can shake it for me baby like a tambourine
- Slice the watermelon and you spit the seed
- Sweat on your back's stickin' to the seat
- We can sneak off to beat the heat
- I'll be buzzing on you honey like a bumble bee
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- Yeah, it's a Southern summer
- Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner
- Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold
- Southern summer
- And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar
- Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold
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