Saturday Lights on Main Street

I pulled up slow by the heart of

Cool paint's faded, but it still looked like home;

The neon hum was talkin' to the rain;

Like it knew every name on this town sign;

We were young enough to laugh at the cold;

Old enough to know what the night might hold, oh;

Saturday lights on Main Street shine;

Bouncin' off the chrome and the county line;

We were driftin' with a dollar and a dream;

Steppin' through the summer like a half-remembered scene;

It sure felt good just bein' alive under

Saturday lights;

On Main Street tonight;

There was a girl in boots by the five and dime;

Sippin' cheap black coffee and stealin' time;

She said, boy, you always look like you're two steps late;

Then she smiled like she knew how to wait;

We talked about nothin', laughed about change;

Watched the same old shadows stretch and rearrange;

Oh, Saturday lights on Main Street shine;

Bouncin' off the chrome and the county line;

We were drifters with a dollar and a dream;

Steppin' to the sun like a half-remembered scene;

And it sure felt good just bein' alive;

Under Saturday lights on Main Street tonight;

The sacks cut through once and it faded away;

Like a story a tale when the words won't stay;

In the open road, chillin' through the open door;

Like a promise of more, just a little more;

Saturday lights on Main Street shine;

Bouncin' off a call in the county line;

We were drifters with a dollar and a drink;

Steppin' through the summer like a half-remembered scene;

And it sure felt good just bein' alive under

Saturday lights;

On Main Street tonight;

So, if you pass that corner, slow down and see;

There's a little bit of him still livin' in me under

Saturday lights;

I'm just sad, I feel lost;