Rodeo Heartbeat

Dust on the dashboard,

radio high

We were chasing the edge

of a summer-colored sky

With a map in the pocket

we never did read

Just a full tank of gas

and a heart on the breeze

And every little mile was a brand new

spark

Oh, we were running with the windows down

Leaving our troubles in a sleepy little town

Every memory

is a song we

play

Spinning gold out of yesterday (yesterday)

Now there's gravel on the tyres,

cold beer in the back

We still know how to stay

right on the track

Every winding turn,

every little bump

Reminds us of the path we

chose to trust

Oh, we were running with the windows down

Leaving our troubles in a sleepy little town

Every memory

is a song we

play

Spinning gold out of yesterday (yeah)

And the years might roll,

and the seasons fly

But the road stays open underneath this sky

Running with the windows down (windows down)