Brown bag bottle and a burnt Cd
Turn it up, John Deere green
Hilltop sittin' over Friday night lights
Tailgate sippin', Little Dipper on bright
I'm slow ridin' down a throwback road
Time keeps flyin'
Where'd the good old days go?

I could use a little cold can, full Moon
I could sing a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
That's the truth
I could really use a little down-home slowdown
A little bit of look back on how
The whole wide world was one small town
I could use a little back then right now

Ridin' up and down main in a Pontiac
Dq cone, seats leaned back
It all went by in a flash of Kodak
Ain't nothin' that I wouldn't give to get that back
Come on take me back 'cause

I could use a little cold can, full Moon
I could sing a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
That's the truth
I could really use a little down-home slowdown
A little bit of look back on how
The whole wide world was one small town
I could use a little back then right now

(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
Back then right now
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)

I could really use a little turn homeward-bound
A little bit of been lost, get found
A little bit of y'all come back 'round
A little bit of back then right now

I could use a little cold can, full Moon
I could sing a little map dot, hallelujah
I could use a little back to my roots
That's the truth
I could really use a little down-home slowdown
A little bit of look back on how
The whole wide world was one small town
I could use a little back then right now

(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
Back then right now
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
Back then right now
(I could use a little)
(I could use a little)
I could use a little back then right now