Intro: A D G D

A               Em           G           A 
Hey baby, let's jump in your truck
A                        Em        G     A       
We'll ride and watch for lightnin' bugs
A                   Em          G        A  
We'll ride with the windows let down
A                                  Em    G
There's nowhere else I'd rather be right now



Chorus
                   A 
'Cause there ain't nothin' like the sound
     D              G                  D
Of a cooler slushin' on the bed of your truck
A                                   D      
And ain't nothin' like the sound of real country music
G              A
C'mon, turn it up
A                                   D
And I love to hear the whippoorwill singin' all night
        G                   D
And the crickets out in the woods
A             D       G
Ooh, don't it feel so right
         A        D     
Don't it sound so good


A D G D

A                   Em        G        A
We'll stop on a ol' dirt road bridge
A                                   Em       G     
Do you remember when we painted our names on it
          A             Em          G      A
And we'll listen to the creek as it runs
A                         Em           G    
And we'll count the stars every single one



                   A
'Cause there ain't nothin' like the sound
     D               G                  D
Of a cooler slushin' on the bed of your truck
A                                        D
And ain't nothin' like the sound of real country music
G              A
C'mon, turn it up
A                                   D
And I love to hear the whippoorwill singin' all night
        G                   D
And the crickets out in the woods
A             D       G
Ooh, don't it feel so right
          A       D     
Don't it sound so good


A D G A

                   A
'Cause there ain't nothin' like the sound
     D               G                  D
Of a cooler slushin' on the bed of your truck
A                                        D
And ain't nothin' like the sound of real country music
G              A
C'mon, turn it up
A                                   D
And I love to hear the whippoorwill singin' all night
        G                   D
And the crickets out in the woods
A             D       G
Ooh, don't it feel so right
          A       D     
Don't it sound so good
A             D       G
Ooh, don't it feel so right
         A        G       
Don't it sound so good