Backroads
(Ricky Van Shelton)
I've got the radio blastin'
I've got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town
I can feel the wind a-blowin'
Hear the big engines whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind
Well when I woke up this morning
Well I took me a look outside
It was plain to see it was one of those days
Tailor-made for taking a ride
So I went downstairs and cleared my head
With coffee and cigarettes
And when it hit me right there
Then my mind was set
Well I phoned work and told'em
They're going to be a man short today
I got the sunny day blues, there's only one thing
That's gonna make them go away
So I went out and I climbed in to my big ol' Chevrolet
And with a turn of the key and a cloud of dust
I was on my way
I've got the radio blastin'
I've got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town
I can feel the wind a-blowin'
Hear the big engines whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind
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Well maybe I did maybe I didn't
Go and lose my job today
But you can take my cares, take my worries
And blow them all away
For there comes a time in any man's life
When he's got to break free
I got four good wheels and an endless road
Stretched out in front of me
I've got the radio blastin'
I've got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town
I can feel the wind a-blowin'
Hear the big engines whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind
I've got the radio blastin'
I've got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town
I can feel the wind a-blowin'
Hear the big engines whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind
