| Don’t looking me putting good night too
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| Have you heard from anybody, are they getting here soon?
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| The truck’s loaded, and the fire is goin'
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| I open a cold one, and it sure is flowin'
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| It won’t be long until the sun goes down
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| And it’s forgotten lyrics, untuned guitars
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| Sitting around a campfire, somebody in your arms
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| Staying up way too late, under the good Lord’s stars
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| Life is good, love is great, friends are there
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| And the night is ours
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| Hey man, tell that story again
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| The one we’ve heard nine times but we don’t mind ten
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| A little later we can sleeping there on the turned left back
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| It won’t be long until the sun comes up
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| And it’s forgotten lyrics, untuned guitars
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| Sitting around a campfire, somebody in your arms
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| Staying up way too late, under the good Lord’s stars
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| Life is good, love is great, friends are there
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| And the night is ours
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| We may not get the chance again
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| You never know when the party ends
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| And it’s forgotten lyrics, untuned guitars
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| Sitting around a campfire, somebody special in your arms
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| Staying up way too late, under the good Lord’s stars
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| Life is good, love is great, friends are there
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| And the night is ours
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| Life is good, love is great, friends are there
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| And the night is ours |