That old Detroit engine was out and humming
That worn out coat of red paint will leave us something
We parked out in the young rule
We held on and stretched out the night
And I wouldn't trade that first kiss for nothing
We might rest and we might beg
Gonna put a lot of miles on the gas gauge
We might hit a dead end road
We might bend and we might break
But we'll keep on rolling down the highway
Slow and steady as we go
Like that beat up bronco
Yeah, that heater, it's been broken since you wronged it
And anybody else, they would've sold it
But I don't mind the cold, to tell the truth
I just stay close to you and that feeling
Feels so damn good, baby, don't it?
We might rest and we might beg
Gonna put a lot of miles on the gas gauge
We might hit a dead end road
We might bend and we might break
But we'll keep on rolling down the highway
Slow and steady as we go
Like that beat up bronco
Beat up bronco
Now I am home in motor wheels
Need you less, made of steel
That's just like us
We might rest and we might beg
Gonna put a lot of miles on the gas gauge
We might hit a dead end road
We might bend and we might break
But we'll keep on rolling down the highway
Slow and steady as we go
Like that beat up bronco