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 engine 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 in to my big old Chevrolet

And with a turn of the key and a cloud o' 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 engine 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

For there comes a time in every 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