Conner Smith – Boots In The Bleachers Lyrics

September sun fallin’ out of the sky
Gettin’ out the way for a Friday night
Check the review one last time
Make sure the bill on your cab’s been right
Put twenty bucks of eighty-seven in your trunk
And hide your Copenhagen can before you pick her up
Your small makes you fall in love
Like it does

round it’s all on the speakers
gold on the t-shirt
ma’am the teachers
right the cedars
Round ain’t nothin’ changed
the numbers, names
girls wearing sneakers
Vibin’ for the bleachers

on in the field on the edge of town
There’s be a round
a six-string on a tailgate
A pair of eyes beggin’ for some chore straight
He his jacket over her shoulder
As she slides closer

Round it’s all on the speakers
gold on the t-shirt
ma’am the teachers
right the cedars
Round ain’t nothin’ changed
the numbers, names
girls wearing sneakers
Vibin’ for the bleachers
Them the bleachers

up, let’s dance for time does
The Friday will remind us
The oh, the crowd behind us
And there’s a thousand other towns like

Round it’s all on the speakers
gold on the t-shirt
ma’am the teachers
the cedars
Round ain’t nothin’ changed
the numbers, names
girls wearing sneakers
Vibin’ for the bleachers
Vibin’ for the bleachers