Tailgate Sparklers

[Verse 1]

Signed the papers in a gravel lot, hands still shaking from the pen

Called everybody that believed before the world did back then

Grabbed a box of sparklers off the tailgate, lit 'em two at a time

Every spark a year of work finally catching up to shine

Just family and laughter and a truck bed full of noise

Kids chasing light trails, laughing like they're seven all over again

This the kind of celebration that don't need a single thing