(Verse 1) Dusty trails, under that Georgia sun, Pickup trucks, kicking up the red clay, we run. Sweet tea sippin', on the porch swing, Backroads and cowboy boots, where our hearts sing. Bluebonnet fields, where wildflowers bloom, Southern drawl, like a slow country tune. Front porch tales, whispered in the breeze, Backroads and cowboy boots, our memories seize. (Chorus) We're two-steppin', under the moon's soft glow, Fireflies, our spotlight, as the night unfolds. Guitar strings, strumming our love's refrain, Backroads and cowboy boots, forever ingrained. (Verse 2) Bonfires crackle, stories rise in the smoke, Stars above, like promises we evoke. Barbed wire fences, keepin' us close, Backroads and cowboy boots, where love grows. Riverside picnics, barefoot by the stream, Whiskey kisses, like a fever dream. Sunset serenades, crickets as our choir, Backroads and cowboy boots, our hearts on fire. (Bridge) Hay bales stacked, secrets we share, Cotton candy skies, painted with care. Rodeo nights, where the dust settles slow, Backroads and cowboy boots, where dreams flow.
