[Intro - banjo picking] Hey - the wind's a little cold the gas light's burning gold [Verse 1] That old Mazda had a stubborn streak wanted more gas on a hill the door didn't always close you said it's fine, she'll still go far Fields and light outside the window the radio cutting in and out our pockets weren't wide back then but the laughing stayed loud [Chorus] Hey, shotgun on the right wind undoing your hair one more bend in the road still isn't a risk Hey, shotgun on the right sunset filling the sky however the world turns you are here beside me [Verse 2] Now it's a Tesla instead the wheel is more a decoration screen flashing an improvised route three golden flowers on the car loop Deer and fields outside the window model agents loud and noisy speakers building a stage around us who says at sixty the heart goes quiet [Bridge] Someone asks how far we drove tens of thousands of miles - absurd? I long ago forgot the number we never left the road [Final Chorus - fiddle lift] Hey, shotgun on the right time keeps turning and stays new a few more turns of the wheel and we go on Hey, shotgun on the right through all the wind and rain all down this one life you were always on the right
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