Текст песни
Ain t nothing better, american nights, overtime working that graveyard shift
Ain t nothing better, twelve ounce toast
Raising one up and singing along, carolina toes on a california coast, whiskey on ice
Going big time on a little bit of cash, of american nights coming out of that dash
Just another slice, whiskey on ice, whiskey on ice
That bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes, american nights, ain t nothing better
That bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes, these american nights
Raising one up and singing along, these american nights, hearts on fire
Going big time on a little bit of cash, hearts on fire, living the words to all those songs
raising one up and singing along
American nights, here come the cops
somewhere out there in america
for those american nights coming out of that dash
Overtime working that graveyard shift, twelve ounce toast, that bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes
kids driving around in daddy s car
Parts on a hood down airport road, american nights
American nights lighting up that sky, these american nights
There s a long haul driver filling up, american nights, going big time on a little bit of cash
american nights
American nights coming out of that dash, ain t nothing better
and at the end of a long
No there ain t nothing like, raising one up and singing along
american nights
just another slice
parts on a hood down airport road
Whiskey on ice, that bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes, steady watching the clock
Feels like nothing two-lane towns, no there ain t nothing like
Feels like nothing two-lane towns, raising one up and singing along
Raising one up and singing along, american nights lighting up that sky
American nights, ain t nothing better, here come the cops
Going big time on a little bit of cash, carolina toes on a california coast