Kick the dust up We go way out where There ain't nobody We turn this cornfield Into a party Pedal to the floorboard Eight up in a four-door Burnin' up a back-road song Park it and we pile out

Make it a hurricane before I go insane It's only half past twelve, but I don't care And pour me somethin' tall and strong It's five o'clock somewhere The sun is hot and that ol' clock is movin' slow and so am I Workday passes like molasses in wintertime

Two hearts trying to understand How we're gonna get there One way, everything's gonna be away When we're both trying to drive One wheel, four hands 'Cause you're not always right It's not like I don't try This is where we belong But darling, I'm on your

I can see the lights in front of me Free yourself to be yourself Hey now, do you know my name Hey now, where I'm going If I can't get an answer In your eyes I see it The lights of home If only you could If only you could see yourself

Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back, gimme back my bullets Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and

As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A

How about now? Why would we wait We'll make it It's just who we are When every hour could be the last And every road could be unsafe But we'll be okay Say where to go And I know that I won't slow down

Ooh wee, ride me high Ohh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair? You ain't goin' nowhere Tomorrow's the day my man's gonna come Tomorrow's the day, my man's gonna come Clouds so swift, rain won't lift Gate won't close, the railings froze Get your mind

Life is short, make it sweet 'Cause I'm stuck on you, you're stuck on me I never gotta wonder where my honey be I ain't savin' all my sugar for a Saturday night Seven days a week I got an appetite The sunsets like a tangerine Let's find a road we've

Hey, mother, father, sister Hey, come back, tryin', believein' Hey, mother, father, dreamer She sits alone, an empty stare A mother's face she wears Where did she go wrong, The fight is gone Lord help this broken home Don't you know that I'm alive for you