Sunset Gravel Roads

Dust on the dash of a beat-up truck

Chasing the river and our own good luck

Running through fields till the sun went low

With a radio static we used to know

Oh,

we didn't have much

But we had it all

Underneath the pine trees standing tall

Those endless summers on the county line Where the world was yours

and the world was mine We were wild and free,

running in the dark

Leaving our initials carved into the bark

(yeah, those summers) We learned to drive on the gravel roads

Swapping our secrets and heavy loads

Jumped off the bridge where the water was deep

With a handful of promises we swore to keep

Those endless summers on the county line Where the world was yours

and the world was mine We were wild and free,

running in the dark Leaving our initials carved into the bark

Time rolls on like a highway wind And you can't go back

to the start again But when I close my eyes,

I am standing there With the smell of the rain in the

evening air

Endless summers... (ooh, we had it all) On the county line