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Take me back to the good ol’ times
Back road air and cherry lime
Singing every word so out of line
Didn’t know we were alive in our prime
Take me back to the good ol’ times
Hearts wide open
Crooked smiles
If I could press rewind
Take me back to the good ol’ times
Cardboard box of old cassettes
Summer dust on the window fan
Your dad’s truck in the gravel drive
Engine humming like it had a plan
We were barefoot
Broke
But rich in every way that mattered
Every sunset
Every joke
Polaroids we shake until they tattered
Take me back to the good ol’ times
Back when forever fit in Friday nights
Didn’t need much
Just your hand in mine
Windows down
Hearts wide
If I could press rewind
I’d wear out every second of those good ol’ times
Take me back to the good ol’ times
I really miss those good ol times
Take me back to the good ol’ times
Late night fries at the corner spot
Change scraped up from the car floor tray
We swore we’d drive till the wheels fell off
Never thought we’d drift this way
You in that faded shirt
Laughing till the lights went on
Without you I feel the hurt
I Still wonder what went wrong
Take me back to the good ol’ times
Back when forever fit in Friday nights
Didn’t need much
Just your hand in mine
Windows down
Hearts wide
If I could press rewind
I’d wear out every second of those good ol’ times
Take me back to the good ol’ times
I really miss those good ol times
Take me back to the good ol’ times
I'd keep your number in my notes
Had maps we never used
Back roads we didn’t choose
Are the ones I’m driving through
If growing up means getting lost
That's why the tolls must always cost
Somewhere on that gravel road
I'd rather be alone
Take me back to the good ol’ times
Back when forever fit in Friday nights
Didn’t need much
Just your hand in mine
Windows down
Hearts wide
If I could press rewind
I’d wear out every second of those good ol’ times
Take me back to the good ol’ times
I really miss those good ol times
Take me back to the good ol’ times
