Chasin Crazy - That's How We Do On Summertime

credit .....2 domino / Nash Wyatt
vocals/lyrics Nash Wyatt   Verse 1
Neon signs are burning’, boots are on the floor,
Old guitars are crying’, like they’ve done before.
Every laugh and story, hanging’ in the air,
If you’re looking’ for a good time, you know you’ll find it there.

Chorus
Down at The Pour House, the whiskey runs deep,
The jukebox is singing’, the nights don’t sleep.
Raise your glass, let the good times roll,
At The Pour House, it’s a home for the soul.

Verse 2
Bartender knows your name, slides a drink your way,
Cowboys, dreamers, drifters — all got dues to pay.
But the music keeps us moving’, the night just won’t quit,
Every broken heart finds a place to fit.

Chorus
Down at The Pour House, the whiskey runs deep,
The jukebox is singing’, the nights don’t sleep.
Raise your glass, let the good times roll,
At The Pour House, it’s a home for the soul.

Bridge
From the first cold beer to the last call light,
We’re all one big family every Friday night.
Let the guitars scream and the drums beat loud,
The Pour House is where we lose the crowd.

Final Chorus
Down at The Pour House, the whiskey runs deep,
The jukebox is singing’, the nights don’t sleep.
Raise your glass, let the good times roll,
At The Pour House, yeah it’s good for the soul.

The Pour House

Call of the Wild

“Now, let me tell y’all something when the fiddle’s playin’ and the neon’s glowin’, age don’t matter one bit. Doesn’t matter if you’re twenty-one or sixty-one, if the boots fit, you better hit that dance floor.
This next song is about forgettin’ the numbers, forgettin’ the rules, and just cuttin’ loose with the one who makes you smile. So kick off those shoes, lace up those boots, and let’s make this bar our dance floor.
This one’s called ‘Kick Off Those Shoes.’”


Let the Good Times Roll

Mac McDaniel