There's a dive bar in Daytona

With a couple names on a wall

Right between "Go Gators" and an old phone number

"For a good time, call"

There's a corn field in Vidalia

With some Bfgoodrich tracks

That old radio playin' "Copperhead Road"

'Til the sky turned black

That was us in a two-tone Chevy

Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now

Two kids tearin' up a little small town

Thought we had it all figured out

Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river

Little reckless and a little hellbound

We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever

Like our boots had nеver hit the ground

And at the еnd of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust

Baby, that was us

There's a worn-out track on a jukebox

An old Keith Whitley song

You spun me around that old dance floor

All night long

And a rope burn on an old oak tree

Hangin' high over Miller Creek

Lord, I was scared to death

But boy, you could talk me into anything

Yeah, you could

That was us in a two-tone Chevy

Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now

Two kids tearin' up a little small town

Thought we had it all figured out

Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river

Little reckless and a little hellbound

We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever

Like our boots had never hit the ground

At the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust

Baby, that was us

Baby, that was us

That was us in a two-tone Chevy

Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now (MM)

Two kids tearin' up a little small town

Thought we had it all figured out

Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river

Little reckless and a little hellbound

We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever

Like our boots had never hit the ground

At the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust (Yeah)

We left our mark on everything we touched

Baby, that was us (Baby, that was us, mm)

Baby, that was us