Backroad Song
Granger Smith
Backroad Song
Barbed wire fence carving out a hillside
Cutting holes in the midday sun
Like a postcard framed in a windshield covered in dust
I love the rhythm of an old grey blacktop
33's just whistlin' by
Steer the wheel one handed on a two lane hugging that line
I got the windows down
No one else around
Singing ooh...
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
Ooh...
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody
Like a radio dialin'in strong
C'mon c'mon sing along sing along
To my backroad song
Ooh...ooh....
I hit the brakes for an old new holland
Hammer down and pass him on up
The breeze smells like a summertime hay field's just been cut
I got the windows down
Way out of town
Singing ooh...
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
Ooh....
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody
Like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon c'mon sing along sing along
To my backroad song
Ooh...ooh....
The only way today could get better
Girl what I'm thinkin'
Is I can pick you up you slide in this truck
And I can hear you singing
Ooh...
Let me hear you sing it
Ooh....ooh...
Freedom is the miles we're rollin' on
Ooh....
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody
Like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon c'mon sing along sing along
To my backroad song
C'mon c'mon sing along sing along
To my backroad song
This is my backroad song (oh...feel the rhythm of it,feel the rhythm of it)
This is my backroad song (oh....feel the rhythm of it feel the rhythm of it)
Come on come on sing along (ooh...feel the rhythm of it feel the rhythm of it)
To my backroad song (ooh....feel the rhythm of it feel the rhythm of it)