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Gravel, dirt or old blacktops cruising around, not many stops through a pasture or tunnel of trees backroad therapy sets your soul free Driving around, might even get stuck No high dollar cooler in back of my truck Just an old igloo, full of beer on ice Drink them to fast for that yeti price Backroads and beer Nobody else here No cops around Jamming country sounds Just me, my lady, my old red heeler Flip channels, check score, cowboys and Steelers Blanket and a picnic behind the seat Pull over in the shade for an afternoon treat Might stop at the creek for a skinny dip Squeeze her tight and kiss her lips Chasing each other and splashing water Keeping cool as the evening gets hotter Backroads and beer Nobody else here No cops around Jamming country sounds Mountains blue, pop the top This is so fun may never stop Out in the country is the place to be No suit, no tie, completely free Ol red starts barking, sees a rabbit Pull over, he jumps out to grab it The chase is on, we watch and see Reds tongue is flapping but rabbit ran free Backroads and beer Nobody else here No cops around Jamming country sounds
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
Backroads and Beer
Gravel, dirt or old blacktops cruising around, not many stops through a pasture or tunnel of trees backroad therapy sets your soul free Driving around, might even get stuck No high dollar cooler in back of my truck Just an old igloo, full of beer on ice Drink them to fast for that yeti price Backroads and beer Nobody else here No cops around Jamming country sounds Just me, my lady, my old red heeler Flip channels, check score, cowboys and Steelers Blanket and a picnic behind the seat Pull over in the shade for an afternoon treat Might stop at the creek for a skinny dip Squeeze her tight and kiss her lips Chasing each other and splashing water Keeping cool as the evening gets hotter Backroads and beer Nobody else here No cops around Jamming country sounds Mountains blue, pop the top This is so fun may never stop Out in the country is the place to be No suit, no tie, completely free Ol red starts barking, sees a rabbit Pull over, he jumps out to grab it The chase is on, we watch and see Reds tongue is flapping but rabbit ran free Backroads and beer Nobody else here No cops around Jamming country sounds
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
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