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There was a time when I would
to the line in daddy's truck
Picking up girls with the expired
To a Queen date
Doin' under 35 big 98
your hair in the wind feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the of a single cab
fishing for love through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

Man we thought we were with that new Justin Moore bumpin
And off of some beers had like two bud lights in my stomach
Blowin but not inhalin,
We were just tryna be
impress the cheerleaders at our old high school
We was doing outs getting tickets
And the cops our first names
Game warden gave us tickets for fishing down at Cheatham Dam
No and no license
a couple gallons of gas
And a love for summer time and new hot (hot) track

There was a time when I drive to the county line in daddy's line
up girls with the tags expired
To a Dairy Queen date doing 35 jammin big 98
your hair in the wind, feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two in the back of a single cab
Just fishin' for love through the jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

If I could talk to all the artists who through my muddy speakers
While I was tailgating in a with both of my fists bleeding
'Cause I just got in a
And I thought I was gonna be in
When I walked in daddy's house we at me and then he chuckled
He "what's he look like?"
I said "I don't cause my adrenaline"
Plus it was just me verses 3 or 4 of them
But I didn't let get me
I slammed one on his
And Timmy chased the guys with that wooden ball bat

'Cause there was a time when I would to the edge
Of that county
To a Queen date doin' under 35 jammin big 98
With your hair in the wind, feet on the
A box of night and two poles in a single cab
So let the jam

So let that jam

Let the jam
Let the jam