Guess the Scotty McCreery songs by lyrics

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Can you name the Scotty McCreery songs by lyrics?

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

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