Guess the Scotty McCreery songs by lyrics

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Can you name the Scotty McCreery songs by lyrics?

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Just us from dusk 'til dawn.
Yeah, the summertime is the best part of all.
Since you're gone, the music's trying to sway me to move on, but I just wanna stay here all night long missing you.
I'll spend the rest of my life explaining what words cannot describe, but I'll try.
Get your camera, take a picture. You know you don't wanna miss a minute of what's going on.
Lord knows they got 'em down in Panama City. It makes your big ol' problems seem little bitty.
Make a little noise, country girls and boys.
They steal you with hello, they kill you with goodbye.
I thought nothing could touch that by a mile. I thought nothing could make that moment seem so worthwhile.
She was hot as July, sweet as sunshine.
Friday night football is king, sweet tea goes good with anything, and fireflies comes out when the sun goes down.
Don't think I'm that so lost without you, every thought's about you, holdin' onto somethin' that's never gonna happen.
Riding this ol' river is peaceful, but it's lonesome.
Spend a few days soakin' up the weather. Heck, we just might wanna stay there forever.
I've got the point that the beer tastes good.
But I would drive a million miles just to see your little smile in real life.
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It's gonna do us some good to get down in the woods.
You'll find on every other page yellow lines or teardrop stains every chapter of that good book.
We talked 'til the moon chased the sun from the sky. Said, 'This is hello, it sure ain't goodbye.'
That little black line defines a legacy.
Are you ready to rock? Then let's blow the top right off of this town.
Some like to sip, some like to chug. Some like to dip, some light one up.
I never thought I'd see you again.
7 billion people in the world, but it feels like two. And baby, I'm feelin' you.
Ain't nothin' like feelin' that summertime feelin'. Kicked back, relaxed, just chillin'.
I don't want to bore you with that same ol' nothin's new. I'd rather just pull up this chair and get caught up on you.
I wanna thank you, Lord, for noisy children and slammin' doors and clothes scattered all over the floor.
Stick your hand in the air.
If you're thinkin' what I'm thinkin', I think you understand.
There ain't one second time's erased. Every detail is still in place.
I'm just a country boy. I drive a four-by-four. It's usually covered in mud from the axle to the door.

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