Harvest moon
Orange sky
Empty field out of sight
Back-end of a dead-end road
Long necks by the case
Stacked up on Diamond plates
JBL sitting high on poles
Run a match down the side
Gasoline, stack of pine
Get ready here we go
Tonight we gonna burn it
We gonna turn it up
Ride it like a casey line?
We gonna kill it
We gonna feel it
Till the stars fade out of sight
Gonna set this field on fire
Tonight
See the smoke
Rising up
Pour some fire in a cup
Pinch of long cut pass it around
Feel the flame
Feel the heat
Feel her skin next to me
Yeah I'm 'bout to get unwound
Tonight we gonna burn it
We gonna turn it up
Ride it like a casey line?
We gonna kill it
We gonna feel it
Till the stars fade out of sight
Gonna set this field on fire
Full throttle
Tipping back bottles
Gonna set this field on fire
Tonight
Tonight
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Ain't nothing I'd rather see
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
There's no place that I'd rather be
Tonight we gonna burn it
We gonna turn it up
Ride it like a casey line?
We gonna kill it
We gonna feel it
Till the stars fade out of sight
Gonna set this field on fire
Full throttle
Tipping back bottles
Gonna set this field on fire
Tonight
(ooo-oo-ooo-oo)
Tonight yeah we really gonna rock it
Are we really gonna stop it?
Tonight we're doing it now
Yeah we're tearing it up
Burning into the ground
Won't you stand up
Put your hands up
Put your cans up
Let me hear you say
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
