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Chase Rice - The Album, Pt. I Album Lyrics



Chase Rice - The Album, Pt. I Lyrics






American Nights

(Hey)

He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?

Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)

(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on

She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)

The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Kevin M Griffin, Martin Bennett Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Everywhere

(Hey)

He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?

Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)

(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on

She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)

The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Chase Rice, James Mcnair, Zachary Kale
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Best Night Ever

(Hey)

He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?

Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)

(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on

She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)

The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Chase Rice, Chris Destefano, Matthew Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Messy

(Hey)

He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?

Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)

(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on

She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)

The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Kylie Sackley, Seth Ennis
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




In The Car

(Hey)

He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?

Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)

(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on

She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)

The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Chase Rice, Hunter Phelps, Jesse Rice, Mark Holman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Forever To Go

(Hey)

He was 18 and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?

Working hours in the shoe store
Selling dimes out the back door
And he puts on his prom crown
Says to his Mama, "I'm the king of this town"

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights (Hey)

(Hey)
Neighborhood kid, just back from the desert
Tattoo and a discharge letter
VA in the Saint John
Six times a week he still sleeps with his boots on

She skipped track up to Brooklyn
With a dream and some tanned skin
Graveyard at The Rhino
This is the place where the stars shine, y'know?

Won't you take me out?
I hear the midnight streets a-calling
You can hold me down
But like a bird I'm just free falling

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living, dreaming, feeling, never sleeping
Till we see the morning light
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)

The sky's black in November
And nothing good lasts forever
12-gauge heart in a machine-gun town
Whole life running, ya can't stop now

Here's to these American nights
We're having the time of our lives
Living on a feeling, got a feeling
That it's gonna be alright
On these American nights

(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
(These American nights)
On these American nights
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Casey Brown, Geoff Warburton, Jordan Minton
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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