That DJ on the side stage ain't played one song I like
It's all craft beer served in here, can't even get a cold blood light
I see you sittin' over there, barely sippin' your drink
Lookin' like you might need a little scenery change
Got a spot I've been hittin' since back in the day
What you see, we slip away and say, the hell with this place
And go get a little
Gone girl on the blackjack level in the middle of a dirt road dance floor
Way out, nobody in our business, just us and the crickets and the good lord
The stars gonna find our way out, the moon gonna sneak on down
We could have a hell of a time, I'll get to makin' you mine
But the rest of what's left of the night, tell me it's gone girl
Gone girl
Gone like that six-pack, we gon' tip back on my hood
Gone like I leave eyes, gonna hang them on an old dogwood
Yeah, the thought of you and me in the back 40
With the trees and the bees and the birds
Can't think of nothin' better, but baby, no
Cause really all you gotta do is say the word
We can get a little
Gone girl on the blackjack level in the middle of a dirt road dance floor
Way out, nobody in our business, just us and the crickets and the good lord
The stars gonna find our way out, the moon gonna sneak on down
We could have a hell of a time, I'll get to makin' you mine
But the rest of what's left of the night, tell me it's gone girl
Gone girl
So baby, let's roll
Take a few backrokers
Roll till we find a little heaven on earth
Let's get a little
Gone girl on a blackjack label
In the middle of a dirt road dance floor
Way out, nobody in our business
Just us and the crickets and the good lord
The stars gonna burn on down
The moon gonna sink on down
We could have a hell of a time
I get to making you mine
With the rest of what's left of the night
Till it's gone girl
Take you back home girl
Till it's gone girl
Till it's gone girl