That Was Us

I got my mail today. This economy sucks. A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess They're shit out of luck. But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories. In black and white from way back when. It was hard to believe, but that was us. That was us ridin' double, shootin' buckshot at Signs. Drinkin' beer we just stole, Passin' jugs full of shine. And even the girls were one of the boys. Singin' "Oh Country Girl" 'til we all lost our Voice. That was us. Every once in a while, we'll catch a game Or a race. But catchin' up on old times turns into Hell And we raised. We start retellin' stories and lies we've Rehearsed about the girls we made out with and How badass we were. That was us. That was us. That was us down in Panama, cruisin' the Strip. In the bed of my truck, Tossin' beads and talkin' shit. Shotgunnin' beer, playin' pong and flip cup. Whenever La Seniora told them sumbitches Up. That was us. That was us. And we'll always remember those of us that were Missed. We'll always be brothers and we'll never Forget. But that was us that would carry the tears In our eyes. When the rest of us are buried, We're throwin' down in the sky. So raise a glass to the memories that won't Ever die. Here's to friends, to family, And one hell of a time. Yeah, here's to us. Here's to us. Yeah, here's to us. Yeah, here's to us.