Guess the Scotty McCreery songs by lyrics

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Can you name the Scotty McCreery songs by lyrics?

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

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