Backroads

I got the radio blastin' I got the windows rolled down And I'm cruisin' these backroads On the outskirts of town And I can feel the wind a-blowin' Hear the big engines whine When I'm cruisin' these backroads All my troubles are behind Well, when I woke up this mornin' Well, I took me a look outside It was plain to see it was one of those days Tailor-made for taking a ride So I went downstairs and cleared my head With coffee and cigarettes And when it hit me right there Then my mind was set Well, I phoned work and told 'em They're going to be a man short today I got the sunny day blues There's only one thing That's gonna make them go away So I went out And I climbed into my big ol' Chevrolet And with a turn of the key and a cloud of dust I was on my way I got the radio blastin' I got the windows rolled down And I'm cruisin' these backroads On the outskirts of town Well, I can feel the wind a-blowin' And hear the big engines whine When I'm cruisin' these backroads All my troubles are behind Well, maybe I did, maybe I didn't Go and lose my job today But you can take my cares Take my worries And blow them all away 'Cause there comes a time in any man's life When he's got to break free I got four good wheels and an endless road Stretched out in front of me I got the radio blastin' I got the windows rolled down And I'm cruisin' these backroads On the outskirts of town And I can feel the wind a-blowin' Hear the big engine whine When I'm cruisin' these backroads All my troubles are behind I got the radio blastin' I got the windows rolled down And I'm cruisin' these backroads On the outskirts of town And I can feel the wind a-blowin' Hear the big engine whine When I'm cruisin' these backroads All my troubles are behind