Lyrics Lee Brice – Sumter County Friday Night

Jeep tires burn my driveway black
Got my John Deere hat turned back
Brother says there’s gonna be a fight
Sumter County Friday Night

One black eye and two teeth later
Sumter High and the Lakewood gators
Brandy May, Nancy Bean
Waiting at the Dairy Queen

Jump in the back, take down the top
28 minutes to Sparkle Berry Swamp
Come over here give me a kiss
Lord, don’t make it no better than this

Red dirt roads and big tire toys
Country girls and redneck boys
Carolina moon is big and bright
Sumter County Friday Night

Fred Johnson just opened up his fields
Change of plans ain’t no big deal
Hundred fifty cell phones ring
Everybody’s talking about the same thing

Wedgefield Road south of town
Go 13 miles then slow it down
Radar trap, Barney Fife
Don’t hold that brown bag up to high

Red dirt roads and big tire toys
Country girls and redneck boys
Carolina moon is big and bright
Sumter County Friday Night

Tailgates down around the fire
New shotgun cant wait to try her

Cow tipping, skinny dipping
Bring your own ’cause you cant have mine
Don’t start out looking for trouble
But oh, the trouble we can find

On red dirt roads and big tire toys
Country girls and redneck boys
Carolina moon is big and bright
Sumter County Friday Night
Sumter County Friday Night