Dirt Road - Class of 1988

Friday night lights and the boys of fall
Getting loud was the only rule
That blue and gold is forever in my soul
Hanging that pennant on your bedroom mirror
Before we head back out to that dirt road field
Getting are party on before we try to sneak back home
Got some bonfire reminiscing when I take a (Ah) listen to

Bon Jovi on the radio
Sweet memories I can't let go
Hanging out all night on that downtown parking lot
Cruising down Main with nothing to lose
Sharing dreams of all we were going to do
Seems like yesterday
These memories will never fade
So here's to you the Class of 1988

Another left turns around this ol' Court Square
Hoping you'll finally catch my stare
That first little drive turns into Prom night
Playing it cool in that limo ride
And you and that dress are looking more than fine
Can we just go back there when we didn't have a care
And after all these years
I can still hear that...

Journey song on the radio
Sweet memories I can't let go
Hanging out all night on that downtown parking lot
Cruising down Main with nothing to lose
Sharing dreams of all we were going to do
Seems like yesterday
These memories will never fade
So here's to you the Class of 1988

Now some of us are called grandma and papaw
And we are missing a few that had to go on
But I can close my eyes and put it all back in place
But I can't promise that we can act our age
When we hear a little

Bocephus on the radio
Sweet memories I can't let go
Hanging out all night on that downtown parking lot
Cruising down Main with nothing to lose
Sharing dreams of all we were going to do
Seems like yesterday
These memories will never fade
So here's to you the Class of 1988

Written by:
Patrick Williams

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