Joy, Freedom VERSE 1 ME: Eight-track's busted, satellite's gone STELLA: AM station fading in and out ME: Bag of pork rinds and a cold Lone Star STELLA: And not a single thing left to doubt PRE-CHORUS ME: Don't need a map, don't need a plan STELLA: Just this highway and your hand CHORUS ME: Dust on the dashboard, boots on the dash STELLA: This two-lane highway moving us fast ME: Dust on the dashboard, that's all we need STELLA: Your hand on mine and the wheels underneath BOTH: Just dust on the dashboard, you and me VERSE 2 STELLA: Three states behind us, one more ahead ME: Oklahoma sun on the windshield glass STELLA: My hair blowin' out the cracked-open window ME: Watching county roads and cornfields pass BRIDGE ME: Pull off at the overlook above the river STELLA: Watch the evening settle into night ME: Drive all day and still feel like we're nowhere STELLA: And nowhere ever felt this exactly right OUTRO BOTH: Dust on the dashboard... ME: Just you and me... STELLA: Yeah, just you and me... OUTRO BOTH: The gate was open all along...
