Friday Night Fireflies

Dust on the bleachers,

autumn in the breeze

Main street is quiet,

everyone's down here with me

They got the concession stand brewing up the sweet tea

Lacing up the cleats,

putting on the blue and gold

Same old magic story that this valley's always told

Yeah, we're ready for the show (let's go)

Under the Friday night lights,

we shine

Chasing down a dream on the fifty-yard line

Got the whole town shouting,

marching band in time Yeah,

we're making memories

under the Friday night lights (oh-oh-oh)

Coach is pacing borders,

yelling 'make a stand'

Grandpas in the top row,

shaking every hand

This is where we come from,

this is who we are

Beneath a southern sky,

guided by a star

Under the Friday night lights,

we shine

Chasing down a dream on the fifty-yard line

Got the whole town shouting,

marching band in time Yeah,

we're making memories

under the Friday night lights (oh-oh-oh)

Still shining bright (yeah) Under the lights