Hand me down guitar, handful of friends

Park in the dark, where the road dead ends

With the trunk popped open

and the music blowing out the JBLs

Just popping them tops

yeah we were shooting off like a shotgun shell saying

Beer before liquor, yeah you've never been sicker

Cops were pretty quick, yeah, but we were always quicker

Burning up the road 'til the tank ran dry

Just down home boys staying up all night

Fake ID, worn out boots

And they can't tell me nothing kind of attitude

Got a styrofoam cup

gonna fill it on up with a little bit of whiskey

Just talking that smack

gonna take it out back, who's coming with me?

Beer before liquor, yeah you've never been sicker

Find yourself a girl, get her number, maybe kiss her

Got a pack of Swishers, anybody got a light?

Just down home boys staying up all night

Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah

That four on the floor

Try to leave a little more than a mark on a blacktop

Got the world on the string

We were living like kings of a run down map dot

Beer before liquor, yeah you've never been sicker

Cops were pretty quick, yeah, but we were always quicker

Burning up the road 'til the tank ran dry

Just down home boys staying up all night

Down home boys staying up all night

Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah

Staying up all night

Whoa, yeah, whoa