Dixie Highway Nights

I light a fire up on the bridge, some called it a creek, some called it a ditch
We didn't have no money, but we were thirty keystone rich
And we live late night tip through those only ten explodes
Life seemed a little brighter behind tinted windows, and those

Dixie highway nights, them private school girls
Crushing like Sonic ice, it's a fire in my world
A heartbeat for those state rings and them torn jeans and them low beam
Headlights shining on, Dixie highway nights

Ten feet off the highway was that grass we used to mow
For the pay in a Chevrolet and then wonder where it go
Right across from Staples, that discount left the store
We were somewhere in the middle with that pedal on the floor

Dixie highway nights, them private school girls
Crushing like Sonic ice, it's a fire in my world
A heartbeat for those state rings and them torn jeans and them low beam
Headlights shining on, those Dixie highway nights, whoa

Yellow lights run from the mountains across the bluegrass to the beach
And every time I start running, only I let 'em run through me

Dixie highway nights, and them private school girls
We were crushing like Sonic ice, in our [?] riding in the middle [?]

Dixie highway nights, them private school girls
Crushing like Sonic ice, it's a fire in my world
A heartbeat for those state rings and them torn jeans and them low beam
Headlights shining on, those Dixie highway nights, whoa

Crushing like Sonic ice, Dixie highway nights
Yeah get it wrong, get it right, Dixie highway nights