Livin' in a Country Song

Sunday drive just south of town Got Chesney turned up and both windows down Looking at you looking at the view Got me thinking things I never thought about Something 'bout the FM on eleven Makes me wanna find a little piece of heaven on earth Put roots down in this dirt I could see us wrapped in each other on a wrap around porch I could see us kissing on a kitchen dance floor When the sun goes down, sipping strawberry wine Every night is a barefoot blue jean time Are you thinking what I'm thinking when we both start singing along? Baby I could see us living in a country song Picture an old backyard oak Picture a Michelin swing on a rope Wood front door we keep unlocked And our last name painted on a mailbox I could see us wrapped in each other on a wrap around porch I could see us kissing on a kitchen dance floor When the sun goes down, sipping strawberry wine Every night is a barefoot blue jean time Are you thinking what I'm thinking when we both start singing along Baby I could see us living in a country song oh yeah I could see us living in a country song Whoa oh whoa oh Something about wide open spaces Makes me want some of our own When it's on the radio I could see us wrapped in each other on a wrap around porch I could see us kissing on a kitchen dance floor When the sun goes down, sipping strawberry wine Every night is a barefoot blue jean time Are you thinking what I'm thinking when we both start singing along? Baby I could see us living in a country song Livin' in a country song Whoa oh whoa oh In a country song In a country song