It was me and her all summer long and I learned early on
That there was nothin' hotter than Jenny Jones in July
Parked down by the river's edge with a 6-string in my truck bed
I pull it out as the sun set in the pines
I tell ya, learnin' Brown-Eyed Girl
Was the best thing I ever did before I hit the last chord
She was beggin' for more sayin'
Sing that song again, so I sang that song again
Sha-la-la, we sang it out like we wrote it
And drove that ol' Ford like we stole it, oh, oh
Livin' loud and proud, a little attitude
Thinkin' about her now, what I wouldn't do
Sing that song again
Sing that song again
Bobby Ray had a Mustang after school when the bell rang
We'd all pile in that ol' thing and fly
It was Skoal cans and ballcaps, chasin' girls and skippin' class
And the radio was the soundtrack to our lives
We'd sing "Glory Days" with Springsteen
And as soon as it would end, we'd hit rewind
Every time just to sing that song again
Never thought those days would end
Sha-la-la, we sang it out like we wrote it
And drove that ol' Ford like we stole it, oh, oh
Livin' loud and proud, a little attitude
Thinkin' about it now, what I wouldn't do, sing that song again
We sang it out like we wrote it
Drove that ol' Ford like we stole it, oh, oh
Livin' loud and proud, a little attitude
Thinkin' 'bout it now, what I wouldn't do, sing that song again
Sing that song again, oh, oh
Sing that song again, oh, oh
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