Back To Blue

We got the moon, we got the stars

Aw, baby, it's my favorite kind of bar

I hear the crickets, wind in the trees

Yeah, they're probably talkin' 'bout you and me

You got your flannel, I got my boots

I got a guitar, you got your moves

You said, "Play me every single song you know"

And we got nowhere else to be, so here we go

Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey

Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'

Your blonde hair and green eyes

Yeah, I could do this all night

Throw another log on that fire with me

Ain't no one around us for miles

So, we can stay as long as we want to

And watch the sky go from black back to blue, yeah

You got a hand I wanna hold

I got a cold beer bottle microphone

Yeah, if you keep on crackin' 'em, baby

I'll keep on drinkin' 'em

You keep on singin' 'em, baby

I'll keep on playin' 'em, baby

Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey

Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'

Your blonde hair and green eyes

Yeah, I could do this all night

Throw another log on that fire with me

Ain't no one around us for miles

So, we can stay as long as we want to

And watch the sky go from black back to blue, yeah

Black back to blue

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey

Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'

Your blonde hair and green eyes

Yeah, I could do this all night

Throw another log on that fire with me

Ain't no one around us for miles

So, we can stay as long as we want to

And watch the sky go from black back to blue (Go back, go back, go back)

Black back to blue

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Black back to blue (Go back, go back)

Black back to blue (I could do this all night)