riding down country

Riding down a back road, dust in my rearview, Sun sinking low, got a cold one near too. Boots on the dash, got my girl by my side, Singing to the radio, loving this ride. Ain't got no plans, just rolling free, Living that life where the stars meet the trees. Bonfire burning, guitars in the air, Country freestyle, we don’t have a care. Trucks in a circle, tailgates down, Somebody’s cousin brought moonshine ‘round. Fiddle in the wind, two-step in the dirt, Heartbeats racing, boots kicking up work. Ain’t about the money, ain’t about the fame, Just a simple life with a country name. Raise ‘em up high, let the good times roll, Freestyling life with a country soul.