Back On The Backroads

Well I'm sick of all these city lights
 Paying too much money for a good time
 Rather call some friends of mine
 Say there's a place that ain't hard to find
 It's just two lefts and one right
 A beat up barn on the county line
 Ain't too far for a truck or car
 Yeah I know a place we can go
 On the backroads
 And we can crank up that radio
 Just bring an ice chest full of beer
 Ain't nothin' but hay fields out here
 And everything's gonna be all right
 The dance floor's made of dirt tonight
 On the backroads
 Yeah back on the backroads
 When you get close, you better drive slow
 Cause this old road's full of potholes
 Just flip your brights a couple times
 So we all know you ain't the PoPo
 Yeah we're all here on country time
 Tearin' it up under cargo lights
 We might stay here all night
 Wake up to that morning sunrise
 On the backroads
 And we can crank up that radio
 Just bring an ice chest full of beer
 Ain't nothin' but hay fields out here
 And everything's gonna be all right
 The dance floor's made of dirt tonight
 On the backroads
 Yeah back on the backroads
 Yeah back on the backroads
 We can crank up that radio
 Yeah just bring your beer or alcohol
 Hell you can even bring your dog
 If you get lost, just give me a call
 We're tearin' it up all night long
 On the backroads
 Yeah back on the backroads
 Aw yeah