Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated brow

We can leave the night on Girl, you got the beat right, killin' in your Levis High on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road with no name, lay back in the slow lane We'll be rolling down the windows, I bet you we're catchin'

Bouncin' on the dashboardBoppin' to the beat To every bump in the road Every hole in the street Bought him at the Walmart Got 'em on sale The last one sittin' there dusty on the shelf It's just a tiny figurine But are we missin' what it means We got

I get high as the morning sky, this song I sing will never die I get low as a gravel road, in a thousand tongues my story's told Come on boys, you got to do it right Come on boys, I gotta tell you true, I'm a stranger here just like you Well, I'm alive

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

Whirl on silver wheels High speed drift on a prairie road Hot tires sing like a string being bowed Sudden town rears up then explodes Fragments resolve into white line code Black earth energy receptor fields Undulate under a grey cloud shield We outrun a

We can leave the night on Girl, you got the beat right, killin' in your Levis High on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road with no name, lay back in the slow lane We'll be rolling down the windows, I bet you we're catchin'

Let's put that boot to the pedal, aw, that pedal to the metal We ain't gotta settle for the same old sames It's called leaving for a reason, mistakes are made for making We don't know which hell we go Roads we've never taken Bucket seats, bucket lists

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

Nobody's foolin' nobody is to where it goes And The highway is alive tonight I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Man walks along the railroad track He's Goin' some place, there's no turnin' back The Highway Patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge