Featured In
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Chris Young
Stimme und Gesang
Brent Mason
E-Gitarre
Biff Watson
Akustische Gitarre
Paul Franklin
Stahlgitarre
Tony Harrell
Tasteninstrumente
Wes Hightower
Begleitgesang
Kenny Greenberg
E-Gitarre
Shannon Forrest
Schlagzeug
Mark Hill
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brandon Kinney
Songwriter:in
Cole Swindell
Songwriter:in
Michael Ray Carter
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
James Stroud
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Been waitin' all week about to bust loose
Got the party iced down in my off-shore igloo
Everybody's gatherin' around
Wherever we are, that's where we're throwing down
[Verse 2]
Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer
Pop it open, raise it up in the air
Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah
Here's to good ol' boys and country girls everywhere
[Verse 3]
Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs
Y'all sing along, this night ain't over yet
We're gonna stay right here till there's nothing but the cooler left
[Verse 4]
Ain't gonna waste one drop of this Friday night
Been buildin' up a thirst for a hell of a time
Got my boots on and ready to kick it off, brother
If you're runnin' low, holler, throw me another
[Verse 5]
Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer
Pop it open, raise it up in the air
Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah
Here's to good ol' boys and country girls everywhere
[Verse 6]
Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs
Y'all sing along, this night ain't over yet
We're gonna stay right here till there's nothing but the cooler left
[Verse 7]
Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer
Pop it open, raise it up in the air
Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah
Here's to good ol' boys and country girls everywhere
[Verse 8]
Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs
Y'all sing along, this night ain't over yet
We're gonna be right here
Yeah, we're gonna stay right here till there's nothing but the cooler left
[Verse 9]
Yeah, dance along, drink along, come on, get your party on
Everybody with me till there's nothin' but the cooler left
Sip it son, shotgun, either way, we're endin' up a couple past tipsy
With nothing but the cooler left
Written by: Brandon Kinney, Cole Swindell, Michael Ray Carter