Tekst Utworu

I took her daddy's old two-horse trailer I patched a place in the floor that was bare And we loaded up her barrel pony And a riggin' bag's all that I had Left with our suitcases filled with desire Four hundred dollars, two good spare tires Now our windshield's a painting that hangs in our room That changes with each mile like a radio tune With God up above, we'll make it on love under the rodeo moon Sometimes we sleep in a hotel When we're ridin' that hot hand of luck Sometimes we crash at a friend's house Sometimes we just sleep in the truck At nighttime you'll find us out in the fast lane Stayin' one step ahead of snow, wind and rain Now our windshield's a painting that hangs in our room That changes with each mile like a radio tune With God up above, we'll make it on love under the rodeo moon We were left with our suitcases filled with desire Four hundred dollars and two good spare tires Now our windshield's a painting that hangs in our room It's changes with each mile like a radio tune With God up above, make it on love under the rodeo moon Under the rodeo moon
Writer(s): Toby Keith, Chris Ledoux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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