We can be strong Run, run with her t- On the road to love Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm on whoa, oh oh whoa I'm on the road to love Get your hot rods ready to rumble Out on this lonely road Follow that unicorn

From desert plains I bring you love Full moon is rising The sky is black I need your call I'm coming back The road is straight cast Wind's in my eyes The engine roars between my thighs Wild mountain thunder Echoes my quest

Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

Everybody just wants to get high Sit and watch a perfect world go by We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives We follow the roads that lead us To drugs or Jesus In my home town for anyone who sticks around You're either lost or you're found

I wouldn't have it any other way Here I go, down this road Another town, another state All I want, is to sing my songs Hearing that crowd, keeps me going Guitars rocking, wheels rolling Counting the lines on a highway road Mile one by one Flying through

(Money and the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into

Joshua, Joshua Me and Joshua Well a good ways down the railroad track There was this little old rundown shack And in it lived a man I'd never seen Folks said he was a mean and a vicious man And you better not set foot on his land But I didn't think

Crossing a dream Crossing a dream with my old lost care Its smell brings the dead memories back 7 a.m. dusty road I'm gonna drive until it burns my bones

Na na na na na na Yeah, I learned how to let go, and how to take the high road On laugh, on love, on the way I feel right now I'm on another level, you can't bring me down So I turn up a cold one, and I turn up the volume Na na na na na na, yeah You can

How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower Somehow defeat a global superpower? How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire? Leave the battlefield waving Betsy Ross’ flag higher? Turns out we have a secret weapon An immigrant you know and love