Backroad

You can't find me in a city
Or another hometown
You can find me where the road runs out
By a creek bed, perched up on a log
One hand on my beer, the other one on my dog

Blame my mama for the way that I am
But I ain't sorry if I don't give a damn
Forget the condo, I don't want it
No sir, no ma'am
You can find me on a backroad
Spinnin' them tires
Got the Goodyears out
For a country mile
Past the cornfields
Where the rooster crows
God, it feels good to be livin' that life on a backroad

I got the two-tone power stroke diesel singin'
No reception on my phone
Ain't nobody ringin'
You can come on down and join me
If you got some cold beer slingin'

So get in my 4 by 4
I'll show you that straight pipe roar
Throw a little dirt
Throw a little dust out here
With the trees and the floorboard rust

You can find me on a backroad
Spinnin' them tires
Got the Goodyears out
For a country mile
Past the cornfields
Where the rooster crows
God, it feels good to be livin' that life on a backroad

You can find me on a backroad
Spinnin' them tires
Got the Goodyears out
For a country mile
Past the cornfields
Where the rooster crows
God, it feels good to be livin' that life on a backroad



Credits
Writer(s): Graeme Fugger, Nicholas Varelas, Tanner Olsen
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