Topsongs van Matt Stillwell
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Matt Stillwell
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Matt Stillwell
Songwriter:in
Lynn Hutton
Songwriter:in
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Seventeen in a small town world us good ol’ boys and them down home girls
Would meet up at our spot on the bank at Bear Lake
We’d build a fire and crush those cans, smoke Marboros stolen off my old man
And chase them girls we’ve been chasing since the third grade
We broke that curfew every chance we got
Yea life and love seemed simple standing on that dock
If I could go back in time, and relive those nights
You know that damnit I’d do it in a heart beat
The hell we raised, the bridges we burned
The beers we drank, the lessons learned
Turned us into who we were born to be
Yea and I wouldn’t trade
A Memory Made
That summer gave way to fall and Friday night lights football
That senior year we won it all for the home crowd
She was always waiting by the fence for me, In my number 7 jersey
We’d sneak off to that hey loft where we made out
That yellow moon shine through that barn saw cross those lines
Yea and I still think about when she was mine
If I could go back in time, and relive those nights
You know that damnit I’d do it in a heart beat
The love we made, the bridges we burned
The beers we drank, the lessons learned
Turned us into who we were born to be
Yea and I wouldn’t trade
A Memory Made
When you’re all grown up you think about our younger days
And all those memories just get better with age
If I could go back in time, and relive those nights
You know that damnit I’d do it in a heart beat
The hell we raised, the bridges we burned
The beers we drank, the lessons learned
Turned us into who we were born to be
Yea and I wouldn’t trade
A Memory Made
Written by: Lynn Hutton, Matt Stillwell