

October chill is in the air tonight
We got the tailgate down beneath the high school lights
Got a thermal thermos and some paper cups
Waiting for the kickoff,
warming up (yeah)
Three generations sitting side by side
With that Friday feeling we can't hide
Underneath the autumn sky we gather 'round
Cheering for the home team in this sleepy town
With my family, my brothers,
and my oldest friends
On a perfect Friday night that never ends (oh-oh-oh)
Uncle Jimmy's shouting from his folding chair
Smell of roasted woodsmoke floating in the air
Half-time show is starting with the brassy horn
Best place to be since the day that I was born (sure
is)
Underneath the autumn sky we gather 'round
Cheering for the home team in this sleepy town
With my family, my brothers,
and my oldest friends
On a perfect Friday night
that never ends
Just a perfect Friday night
Yeah, we're doing it right
Underneath the lights (hummmm)