It was me and her
all summer long
And I learned early on
That there was nothin' hotter
than Jeannie Jones in July
Parked down by the
river's edge
with a six-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 old Ford
like we stole it
Oh oh oh oh
Livin' loud and proud
a little out of tune
Thinkin' 'bout her now
What I wouldn't do
To sing that song again
Sing that song again
Bobby Ray had a Mustang
After school when the bell rang
We'd all pile into that
old thing and fly
It was Skoal cans and ball caps
Chasin' girls and skippin' class
And the radio was the
soundtrack to our lives
We'd sang 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 old Ford
like we stole it
Oh oh oh oh
Livin' loud and proud
a little out of tune
Thinkin' 'bout it now
What I wouldn't do
To sing that song again
We sang it out like we wrote it
Drove that old Ford
like we stole it
Oh oh oh oh
Livin' loud and proud
a little out of tune
Thinkin' 'bout it now
what I wouldn't do
To sing that song again
To sing that song again
Oh oh
Oh oh oh