Chasing Backroad Dreams

{fingerpicked acoustic

guitar melody} {warm clean electric guitar swells} {gentle foot stomps} Sun’s coming

up on an old dirt road,

Coffee in my hand,

nowhere else to go.

Small-town heart with a big city plan,

Built these dreams with these working hands.

Everybody said, “Take the safe way home,”

But these old boots were made to roam.

{pedal steel swell} {snare drum rolls} I’m chasing backroad dreams beneath these

open skies, Trading fear for freedom with the sunrise in my eyes.

If I fall, I’ll get back up,

that’s just who I’ll be,

Every mile’s another chapter

written just for me.

So turn that radio up loud,

let the gravel sing,

Life ain’t waiting on nobody—I’m chasing backroad dreams.

{soaring electric guitar chords}

Pickup rolling through the county line,

Windows down and I’m feeling alive.

Got a little faith and a lot of fight,

One more chance is all I need tonight.

No silver spoon, no easy ride,

Just a heart that won’t quit trying.

The stars remind me every night,

The biggest dreams start small sometimes.

{acoustic guitar fingerpicking breakdown} I’m chasing backroad dreams beneath these open skies,

Leaving yesterday behind with hope as my guide.

Every scar’s another story,

every road’s a chance to see,

The life I’ve always wanted

starts with believing in me.

So if you hear this old song rolling on the wind,

Know I’m still out here chasing backroad dreams again.

{triumphant guitar solo lead} {acoustic guitar fading out} {softly whistling the chorus

melody} {fading natural

ambiance}