Buggy Wheels and Back Roads

“Buggy Wheels & Back Roads” [Verse 1] Sun up on a two-lane curve, Corn rows sway, say every word, Tobacco dry in an old barn wall, Smells like sweat and after all. Cows hum low along the wire, Dew on boots and truck-tire shine, Blue tick hound on the porch out front, Greets the day when the mornin’ comes. [Chorus] Buggy wheels, back roads, Slow days, stories told, F-350, gravel drive, Dust hangs in the mornin’ light. Pretty wife, porch-light smile, Good neighbors, stay a while, Quiet town, no need for sound— Faith and roots in the ground. [Verse 2] Horse and buggies roll on by, Plain black coats, steady lives, Friendly waves, an even pace, Time don’t rush a place like this. Kids play tag till fireflies, Church bells ring the evenin’ sky, Ain’t no need to chase around, Everything we need is now. [Chorus] Buggy wheels, back roads, Slow days, stories told, F-350, gravel drive, Dust hangs in the mornin’ light. Pretty wife, porch-light smile, Good neighbors, stay a while, Quiet town, no need for sound— Faith and roots in the ground. [Bridge] Screen door sings, summer air, Crickets preach like someone’s there, If heaven’s got a county line, I bet it looks like mine. [Chorus] Buggy wheels, back roads, Fields of green and gold, Blue tick hound by my side, Stars fall low on a quiet night. Pretty wife, hand in mine, Good folks hold the line, Peaceful place the world ain’t found— Love livin’ in a small town. [Tag] Yeah, love livin’ in a small town.