Backroads

CHORUS I've got the radio blastin' I've got the windows rolled down And I'm cruisin' these backroads On the outskirts of town 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 morning 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 ol' Chevrolet And with a turn of the key and a cloud of dust I was on my way REPEAT CHORUS 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 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 REPEAT CHORUS REPEAT CHORUS --- Backroads - Ricky Van Shelton