| It was gravel lots, boys throwin' back that last beer
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| Girls touchin' up makeup in the side mirror
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| Budweiser sign shinin' like Vegas
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| A five dollar bill got you through that front door
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| Cowboy hat got you out on the dance floor
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| And you’d be off to the races
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| If I could turn back the pages
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| There’d be Sticks and Stones, Tracy Lawrence
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| A two-tone Ford with a long bed on it
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| Number on a napkin and an old payphone
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| Lightin' up smokes 'til the lights came on, yeah
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| Two-steppin' through those neon nights
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| With a girl in boots and tight Levi’s
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| If I could go back in time, you’d find me
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| At some old bar in the 90's
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| A quarter’s down, got the next game on the table
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| Settin' up a shot for a blue-eyed angel
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| Old John Michael set you up for a slow dance
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| While your buddies stood around talkin' Braves and Earnhardt
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| You were out there tryna steal that girl’s heart
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| Feels like a world away
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| But I say the good old days
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| Were Sticks and Stones, Tracy Lawrence
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| A two-tone Ford with a long bed on it
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| Number on a napkin and an old payphone
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| Lightin' up smokes 'til the lights came on, yeah
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| Two-steppin' through those neon nights
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| With a girl in boots and tight Levi’s
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| If I could go back in time, you’d find me
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| At some old bar in the 90's
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| Couple good old boys beside me
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| And a long lost fiddle winding
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| Sure wish I could rewind it
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| To Sticks and Stones, Tracy Lawrence
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| A two-tone Ford with a long bed on it
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| Number on a napkin and an old payphone
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| Lightin' up smokes 'til the lights came on, yeah
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| Two-steppin' through those neon nights
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| With a girl in boots and tight Levi’s
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| If I could go back in time, you’d find me
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| At some old bar in the 90's
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| Some old bar in the 90's
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| Some old bar in the 90's
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| I bet you’d find me |