County Road

We were ridin' down the way on a county road
Thought we found a place nobody knows
Off the blacktop to dis ole grass road
On a trail less followed from this county road
In an open field, hay bales roll
As the sun beats down beats down below
Strip down, take my hand down this sandy bank
Dip your toes cool off, and take a drink

These open roads bring a change
Makes it feel like the ole ways
Brings ya back to the good ole days
That's why we ride these county roads

As the sun goes down, day comes to a close
Watch the whip-poor-wills sing and the fireflies glow
Neath the flowers on the branch of a dogwood row
Young love starts to blossom on this county road
On the tattered patches of a family quilt
See the roots and the branches grow and fill
All wrapped up in each other's arms
A true love stems and sprouts on a summer dawn

These open roads bring a change
Makes it feel like the ole ways
Brings ya back to the good ole days
That's why we ride these county roads

Fresh starts come, they broke the mold
New beginnings, start to unfold
Neither one knows where it'll go

Nightfall, touches down, two love birds kiss
Running back to the farm with a heart full of bliss
Trip and fall into this hay filled stall
Deep passion will burn like lantern flames on the wall
Toes curl, hands clinch around his waist and chest
She yearns for more as he takes her breath
Star gazing through the night as a chill is cast
Shooting stars cross the sky, what happens next

These open roads bring a change
Makes it feel like the ole ways
Brings ya back to the good ole days
That's why we ride these county roads