Making memory lane out of old back roads That spot in the woods where the cops don't go Live for a while, for whatever feels good In the moment, on the river, rock the chain When they roll up Main Street in this town We hook up and we roll out All

It's where I drank my first beer It's where I found Jesus Where I wrecked my first car, I tore it all to pieces I learned the path to heaven Is full of sinners and believers Learned that happiness on earth Ain't just for high achievers

All you young wild girls Yeah, you young wild girls You make a mess of me You'll be the death of me, the death of me No matter what you do I'll always come back to you, come back to you All these roads steer me wrong But I still drive them all night

Drip too hard, don’t stand too close You gon' fuck around and drown off this wave Doing all these shows, I’ve been on the road I don't care where I go, long as I get paid Bad lil' vibe, she been on my mind Soon as I get back, she gettin' slayed Every

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

Who lives, who dies, who tells your story? And when my time is up, have I done enough? (The orphanage) (Will they tell your story?) (Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?) Let me tell you what I wish I’d known When I was young and dreamed of glory

Chasing you It's the only thing I want to do But now I'm facing you What the hell am I supposed to do (I was there) I was there Broken down on the side of the road It'd be nice if you could help me out I drove for miles to the place I was told

All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

I swear you'll stay to maintain the pain I put a bullet in my radio Something just hit me funny I don't know Just pulled the trigger going down the road You slammed the door and knocked me off the wire Been walking lines and you've been burning tires

She got rhythm, Got that rhythm,of the road She get crazy, Ah but ah,she just looking good. She ain't waiting til she gets older, Her feet are making tracks in the winter snow, She got a rainbow that touches her shoulder, She be headed where the thunder