Freshman Year - Brantley Gilbert

Saturday night my first high school dance

Showin up late in my sundays best

seen you before ahh but not in that dress

the dj’s last song and i lost the dare

so with my heart and my pride on the line

I asked you to dance for our first time right there

Holding hands in the hall

all night wait for your call its 2 am and were still on the phone

hanging out at the mall oh that old picture show

i reach for your lips girl first taste of love

that old ford truck was your daddy’s worst fear

oh i remember the way love felt in freshman year

Graduated in may we went our seperate ways

til the hole in my heart was too much to take

you made that drive down to my dorm room that night

every knock at the door you go and hide

and i thought i’d drown in the tears that you cried

just a holdin on tight

we found a way to relight that old fire that night

we were young and wild hanging out to late at night at all those college bars

cheap natty light

just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side at every football game

there with a smile

two in the crowd screaming go dawgs go oh i remember the way love felt in freshman year

oh we’re still young and wild hanging out to late at night in all these college

bars cheap natty light

just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side at every football game

there with a smile

two in the crowd screaming go dawgs go oh i remember the way love felt in freshman year

oh thats freshman year