This world comes at you like a fastball
Its all traffic backed up on some asphalt
I'm a good ol' boy in a truck
Caught goin' five after five o'clock
Just sittin' here cussin' coming undone
Missin' that small town setting' sun
Need to saddle on up
Let the horses run all over some little map dot
I gotta get back on a back, back on a backroad
Hit the gas get the glass packs leavin' black smoke
With some Cash cutting through the static
And my soul washed in a windows down high
Put this two tone two ton too clean Chevy
To work put a little dirt into this tread
Trade everywhere to be for nowhere to go
Back on a back, back on a backroad
Maybe stop, pop a top at the county line
Try to spot me a fence line drop tine
Get to making my way to that way of life
Y'all it's about damn time
I get back on a back, back on a backroad
Hit the gas get the glass packs leavin' black smoke
With some Cash cutting through the static
And my soul washed in a windows down high
Put this two tone two ton too clean Chevy
To work Put a little dirt into this tread
Trade everywhere to be for nowhere to go
Back on a back, back on a backroad
Anywhere but where I'm at level
Hit the gas pedal
And fly
Make a dust devil
Let the dust settle
And drive till the headlights light up
A pine tree skyline
Wound up and I need to unwind
Back on a back, back on a backroad
Hit the gas get the glass packs leavin' black smoke
With some Cash cutting through the static
And my soul washed in a windows down high
Put this two tone two ton too clean Chevy
To work Put a little dirt into this tread
Trade everywhere to be for nowhere to go
Back on a back, back on a backroad
Back on a back, back on a backroad
Back on a back, back on a backroad
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