Backroads

Well I sleep like a feather
I don't worry about the weather
I take back roads, wherever I go
And I can't take no chances
'Cause I sure ain't got no answers
I take the back roads, wherever I go
 
Those four-lane freeways ain't got nothing for me
Just gimme a six pack and a fifty Mercury
And I'll be rolling
Over them back roads of my home
Over them back roads of my home
 
Well I don't let things get risky
'Cause I might be drinking whiskey
Out on them back roads of my home
You don't see no hitchhikers
Ain't no semi-trucks or bikers
Out on them back roads of my home
 
Them four-lane freeways ain't got nothing for me
And that all night rolling to be where you got to be
It ain't nowhere
Gimme them back roads of my home
Gimme them back roads of my home
 
I've been busted for speeding
I've been busted up and bleeding
Out on them back roads of my home
And you just might see me swimming
You might see me chase big women
Over them back roads of my home
 
Those four-lane freeways ain't got nothing for me
Just gimme a six pack and a fifty Mercury
And I'll be rolling
 
Over them back roads of my home
Over them back roads of my home