Who wants to ride? Who wants to roll? Westbound, southbound, where the wind blows Who needs a plan? Bring the whole fam Load 'em all up in my VW van (V-dub, VW) Yeah, who wants to ride my VW van? (V-dub, VW) A bag of beef jerky sitting on a road map

I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And I want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll

I don’t ever want to wake up Lookin’ into someone else’s eyes Another Voice calling me baby On the other end of the phone A new girl puttin’ on her makeup Before dinner on Friday night No I don’t ever wanna know, oh oh No other shotgun rider, beside me,

Polly wants a cracker Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help Think I should get off of her first I think she wants some water To put out the blow torch It isn't me We have some seed

Who gon' ride wit' me? And gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Gotta smile through it even though you hate it All I ask is

She loves a small town boy like me She can have anybody that she wants to be Anywhere she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

And I'm telling the world you're my Pride and joy, pride and joy, pride and joy You've got kisses sweeter than honey And I work 7 days a week to give you all my money And that's why you are my pride and joy You're my pride and joy, pride and joy, pride

Ghost riders in the sky Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the

I'll stay me And millionaires wanna ride old farm tractors I'm just what I am I'm just what you see So I'll make it easy T-shirt, blue jeans Don't like much on TV Caviar and a Triscut Ain't no redeye gravy on a biscut

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' that he's so willin' To make whoopee Picture a little love nest