[spoken] Ok, lil' darlin', let's go! Verse 1 Tank’s full of gasoline, cooler packed with ice, Radio hums a highway song, and the dawn is burnin’ bright. Leaving all the city lights, chasing open skies, Every mile feels lighter as the white lines roll on by. Chorus Backroads to the West, where the wild hearts run free, Mountains on the horizon, calling out to me. Got a map in the glovebox, and desire in my soul, We’re chasing down forever on the backroads we roll. 2 Small towns and diners, signs along the way. Stories written on the wind, in fields of golden hay. Every curve’s a memory, every song’s a friend, The highway is a promise with no clear end. Chorus Backroads to the West, where the wild hearts run free, Mountains on the horizon, calling out to me. Got a map in the glovebox, and desire in my soul, We’re chasing down forever on the backroads we roll. Bridge Maybe there’s gold in the Rockies, Or peace in Yellowstone skies, But I know the real treasure Is the journey in our eyes. Backroads to the West, where the wild hearts run free, Mountains on the horizon, calling out to me. Got a map in the glovebox, and desire in my soul, We’re chasing down forever on the backroads we roll. Tag Yeah, we’re chasing down forever on the backroads we roll.
