Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington & Shooter Jennings
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Bucky Covington
Your face lights up every time
We talk about that one red light town
You grew up in
Your mind goes racin' down that road
And another memory takes a hold and you're smilin'
Like you're there again
You're cruising through that parking lot
With a couple friends hanging out the top
And you remember how it felt being young, wild, crazy
Baby
I wanna be that feeling
I wanna be that wind blowing through your hair
When life was like your favorite song
And those summer days went on and on
And it felt like you could do no wrong
I wanna be that feeling
I wanna be a time ablaze
That always takes your breath away
Someday, when you're lookin' back
I wanna be a picture there
In your mind that you take everywhere, that warms your heart
And makes you laugh
Yeah baby these are the good old days
Let's make it last, what do you say?
Remember being young, wild, crazy
Baby
I wanna be that feeling
I wanna be that wind blowing through your hair
Those Friday nights you were livin' for
And that first boyfriend knockin' at your door
And everyday made you want him more
I wanna be that feeling
Yeah, when life was like your favorite song
And those summer days went on and on
And it felt like you could do no wrong
That long lost feeling
Those Friday nights you were livin' for
And that first boyfriend knockin' at your door
And everyday made you want him more
I wanna be that feeling
I wanna be that feeling
Yeah yeah
I wanna be that feeling