Barbed wire fence carving out a hillside, cutting holes in the midday sun
Like a postcard framed in a windshield covered in dust
I love the rhythm of an old grey blacktop, 33's just whistlin' by
Steer the wheel, one handed on a two lane, hugging that line
I got the windows down, no one else around singin'
Ooh ooh ooh
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
Ooh ooh ooh
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
I hit the brakes for an old New Holland, hammer down and pass him on up
The breeze smells like a summertime hay field's just been cut
I got the windows down, way out of town singing
Ooh ooh ooh
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
Ooh ooh ooh
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
The only way today could get better, girl what I'm thinkin'
Is I can pick you up, you slide in this truck
I can hear you singing
Ooh ooh ooh
Let me hear you sing it
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Freedom is the miles we're rollin' on
Ooh ooh ooh
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
This is my backroad song
Ooh ooh ooh (Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
This is my backroad song
Ooh ooh ooh (Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
Come on, come on, sing along
Ooh ooh ooh (Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
To my backroad song
Ooh ooh ooh (Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
