[Verse 1] Met him at a bonfire, boots in the dirt Laugh-loud, long hair, cut-off shirt He said, "City boys talk, country boys show" I just smiled, tipped my brim, said, "Lead, I’ll go" Mud on the tailgate, moon on his skin I stole his cap, he let me win Talked ‘bout hurt, about past-due scars ’Til the sky ran outta stars You got flour on your sleeve From that Sunday mess you made I burned the biscuits twice And you still kissed my face We laughed in the old truck bed At the mud on both our boots Then we danced by the porch light Like we had something to prove [Pre-Chorus] We can make a mess And make it home Turn a hard day soft With nowhere to go [Chorus] This is backroads and vows, this is all-in now This is hands held tight when the sky falls down You’re my ride-or-die, my Sunday sound From the creek bank prayer to a courthouse crown Through the broke-down trucks and the busted plans You’re the one that stayed, you just took my hand Ain’t no half-way hearts in this kind of love It’s backroads and vows, and you’re more than enough (yeah) From the grocery aisle to the county fair (our love story) From the folding chairs to the backyard air (our love story) We cook, we clean, we dance in the rain We fight, make up, then do it again Our love story, our love story Baby, that’s what we made [Verse 2] Daddy said, "Girl, that boy’s the truth He’ll stand by you when the rent comes due" We split one plate at the diner that year Counted tips, chased small-town fear Argued ‘bout pride in a parking lot rain I walked away, then walked back, same lane Said, "I ain’t leavin’, I choose your mess" Held you close, soaked in that stubborn yes You read the map all wrong So we missed the state-line turn Ended up at the river bend With the summer bridge still burning We skipped rocks, shared fries At that diner by the mill You gave me your denim jacket to wear And I wore it like a promise wrapped up still [Pre-Chorus] We can make a mess And make it home Two funny fools With a front-porch soul [Chorus] This is backroads and vows, this is all-in now This is hands held tight when the sky falls down You’re my ride-or-die, my Sunday sound From the creek bank prayer to a courthouse crown Through the broke-down trucks and the busted plans You’re the one that stayed, you just took my hand Ain’t no half-way hearts in this kind of love It’s backroads and vows, and you’re more than enough (oh, more than enough) From the grocery aisle to the county fair (our love story) From the folding chairs to the backyard air (our love story) We cook, we clean, we dance in the rain We fight, make up, then do it again Our love story, our love story Baby, that’s what we made [Bridge] Maybe we rust, maybe we age Still got your name on the center page Whole damn life in a secondhand ring But your smile turns gravel into spring You and me on the tailgate Counting stars and cracked-up dreams Two-step shoes and paper plates Falling for the in-between If love’s a joke, then we’re laughing If it’s work, we’re holding on Every little thing we do together Turns into a love song [Final Chorus] This is backroads and vows, this is all-in now (all in now) This is hands held tight when the sky falls down (when it falls down) You’re my ride-or-die, my Sunday sound (my Sunday sound) From the creek bank prayer to a courthouse crown Through the broke-down trucks and the busted plans (busted plans) You’re the one that stayed, you just took my hand (you took my hand) Ain’t no half-way hearts in this kind of love (this kind of love) It’s backroads and vows, and you’re more than enough (yeah, you’re enough, you’re enough) From the grocery aisle to the county fair (our love story) From the folding chairs to the backyard air (our love story) We cook, we clean, we dance in the rain We fight, make up, then do it again Our love story, our love story Baby, that’s what we made [Outro] Backroads behind us, tomorrow ahead Your denim jacket hanging beside my bed From bonfire nights to the life that we made Every little moment became our love story.
