Back In The Day Lyrics - Brantley Gilbert


1 Mamma, she's still got that picture

2 Of me and Katie on home coming night

3 She looked pretty in that fancy dress

4 But that girl was a barefoot, blue jean princess


5 A hand full of rocks and daddy's pine ladder

6 Sure did come in handy

7 For a teenage boy thinking all that mattered

8 Was a kiss that taste like candy


9 Back in the day we were wild and free

10 She was my dashboard drummer

11 Butterflies in the backseat

12 Little footprints on my window


13 Parking my Chevy by the riverside

14 Four letters in a heart carved in a pine

15 A little sun dress laying up there on the bank

16 While the water washed our innocence away

17 Back in the day


18 Friday nights I'd look up there in the bleachers

19 And I can see her with my letterman's jacket on

20 And I still got this scar here on my right hand

21 From when Bobby told her she deserved a better man


22 Aw, she hung right with me down in Panama City

23 Raising hell on our senior trip

24 And man ain't it funny it gets the best of me

25 And I just can't forget, I just can't forget


26 Back in the day we were wild and free

27 She was the dashboard drummer

28 Butterflies in the backseat

29 Little footprints on my window


30 Parking my Chevy by the riverside

31 Four letters in a heart carved in a pine

32 A little sun dress laying up there on the bank

33 While the water washed our innocence away

34 Back in the day


35 Summer was over

36 My college was calling man I had to watch her leave

37 But I still wonder if she ever thinks of me


38 'Cause back in the day we were wild and free

39 She was my dashboard drummer

40 Butterflies in the backseat

41 Little footprints on my window


42 Parking my Chevy by the riverside

43 Four letters in a heart carved in a pine

44 A little sun dress laying up there on the bank

45 While the water washed our innocence away


46 It feels like yesterday, back in the day

47 Back in the day


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