Backroads

I got the radio blastin'
I got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town

And 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 mornin'
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 into my big ol' Chevrolet
And with a turn of the key and a cloud of dust
I was on my way

I got the radio blastin'
I got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town

Well, I can feel the wind a-blowin'
And hear the big engines whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind

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

'Cause 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 got the radio blastin'
I got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town

And I can feel the wind a-blowin'
Hear the big engine whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind

I got the radio blastin'
I got the windows rolled down
And I'm cruisin' these backroads
On the outskirts of town

And I can feel the wind a-blowin'
Hear the big engine whine
When I'm cruisin' these backroads
All my troubles are behind