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  • Burning Backroads

    Burning Backroads

    Ryan Etheridge|1

    Yeah

    Windows down

    Backroad bound

    Just me and her

    Gravel spitting, tires kicking,

    white lines flicker

    V8 growling, windows down,

    every mile gets quicker

    Black frames, green gaze,

    little saint, little sinner

    Whole night, shotgun side,

    I already got the winner

    Brunette hair dancing out the passenger side

    Low-cut cotton white fitting her just right

    Dashboard glow tracing every curve in sight

    Got me gripping that wheel,

    trying to drive this straight line

    Sweet when she speaks,

    but her kiss got bite

    Sunday-morning soul with a Saturday night

    She leans my way,

    says, “Baby, don’t slow down”

    So I drop one gear and we disappear from town

    Green fire, green fire,

    lighting up the cab

    Brunette hair blowing, fingertips on my hand

    Cotton white, curves right,

    leaning into me

    She’s everything I wanted that I never knew I’d need

    Green fire, green fire,

    keeping me alive

    Country-road love at a hundred and five

    Don’t need a destination,

    don’t need another sign

    I’ve got my whole world riding shotgun tonight

    She got that small-town walk with a downtown mouth Little bit north,

    little deep-down south Cool and collected till the sun goes down Then

    the sweet gets reckless when nobody’s around Quick grin,

    lip gloss, hand on my thigh Green light glowing

    when she gives me that eye

    Heart race, tailgate, stars overhead She can start one fire with a

    word half-said No fake love,

    no maybe, no halfway in

    She knows where I’ve been,

    still loves who I am

    Through the broke-down days and the long-ass nights

    She was right there riding when the road got tight

    Now it’s dust in the mirror,

    trust getting clearer Every mile gone makes the two of us nearer

    I ain’t chasing a place,

    I ain’t racing the time I’m just making damn sure she stays

    next to mine

    Green fire, green fire,

    keeping me alive

    Country-road love for the rest of my life

    We don’t need a destination,

    we already found the sign

    I’ve got my whole world riding shotgun tonight

    Gravel spitting, tires kicking,

    white lines flicker

    Black frames, green gaze,

    little saint, little sinner

    Whole night, shotgun side,

    I already got the winner

    Yeah I already got the winner

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