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

I wanna take a little ride with you Well I'm just ready to ride this Chevy, Ride this Chevy down a little backroad Slide your pretty little self on over Put your pretty pink toes on the dash Lean your seat back Man I swear there ain't nothing looks

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

Well, take me back down where cool water flow, yeh Let me remember things I love Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite, Walkin' along the river road at night, Barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight I can hear the bull frog callin' me Wonder if my

I've never been down this road before As the days go by I only miss you more I thought one day we would touch the sky I never realized what you meant to me Till I tried drowning out your memory It only hurts when I'm sober But it runs burn like it's not

Girl I wanna touch you while I kiss your lipstick Around the bend down the road, hop in out of the cold Itchin' to get my fix and kiss your lipstick On the road lotta miles just to feel your smile Nashville country nights, Detroit rock city lights

Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt Its that elm shade Red roads clay you grew up on You circled up on Drift a cloud back Behind county roads The mud on her jeans that she peeled off

You're breaking your own heart Taking it too far down the lonely road You say you just want love But when it's close enough you just let it go The very thing you've been the most afraid of You've been doing it from the start, breaking your own heart.

Driven up and down in circles Skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool's paradise But it's my turn to drive Driven to the margin of error Driven to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to

That’s a long way here All the green and all the gold The hurt you hide The foolish pride Up on Cedarwood, Cedarwood Road I was running down the road The fear was all I knew I was looking for a soul that’s real