Track 4 of the album Borrowed Time · 2017
Running Boards and Roman Candles
“Fourth of July, cheap wine, and bottle rockets off the running boards. It's as loud as we could make it.”
folk rock · summer anthem · bar-band rock · 3:37
Lyrics
Fourth of July on a county line Bottle rockets and cheap red wine We stand on the running boards Of a truck that's seen some wars Sparklers writing out our names In the dark, we're all the same She's laughing with her head thrown back I'm falling and there's no going back Light it up, light it up, let the sky go wild Roman candles in the eyes of a child We're not too old and we're not too proud Singing at the top of our lungs, out loud Light it up, light it up, tonight Smoke drifts over the cornfield rows Nobody knows where the evening goes Barefoot in the truck bed bed Counting stars instead of sheep Light it up, light it up, let the sky go wild Roman candles in the eyes of a child We're not too old and we're not too proud Singing at the top of our lungs, out loud Light it up, light it up, tonight When the last one fades to gray We'll still have the words we say Friends like these don't burn away Light it up, light it up, let the sky go wild Roman candles in the eyes of a child We're not too old and we're not too proud Singing at the top of our lungs, out loud Light it up, light it up, tonight Light it up, tonight