Backroad Home

(Ah, yeah)
We tried that city life, but we always knew
A love like ours needs a little more room
We cross that county line, yeah, we couldn't turn back
Your eyes lit up, I love you lookin' like that

And I realize, no more red lights
Just big stars in the sky
We were way out, took a look around
Saw that for-sale sign, took it down

We've got a little slice of heaven, where the road meets the dust
Grassy fifty acres, I know God made for us
It's a country paradise, but I can't do it alone
Baby, it takes you to make this backroad home

Sittin' on that front porch, early mornin' fall
You make the cornbread, and I'll chop up the logs
Look what we did, yeah, we made a couple kids
They said I couldn't raise 'em to like a place like this

No more traffic, just a tractor
And the one that said yes when I asked her
This clear blue dream come true
Wouldn't mean a thing without you

We've got a little slice of heaven where the road meets the dust
Grassy fifty acres, I know God made for us
It's a country paradise, but I can't do it alone
Baby, it takes you to make this backroad home

This backroad home (home)
Yeah, this backroad home (home)
Ooh yeah, this backroad home (home)
Woo!
Baby, it takes you to make this backroad home
Come on (home, home)

We've got a little slice of heaven where the road meets the dust
Grassy fifty acres, I know God made for us
It's a country paradise, but I can't do it alone
Baby, it takes you to make this backroad home

This backroad home (home)
Yeah, this backroad home (home)
Woo!
Yeah, this backroad home (home)
Yeah
Baby, it takes you to make this backroad home (home)

(Yeah, where the black bears go)
(Build a little fire in the field, end up smelling like smoke)
(Take a little dive in the creek, we can let the river flow)
(Baby, it takes you to make this backroad home)



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Lay, Jim Mccormick, Jeff Garrison
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