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
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 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