(Hook – Country Melody)
We hit the back roads ridin’, just a father and his girl,
Two chrome hearts shinin’ like we’re flyin’ through the world.
Wind in our hair, no place we’d rather be,
Baby girl, you’re grown now, but you still ride beside me.
(Verse 1 – Country Rap)
Yeah, I remember when your boots barely touched those pegs,
Helmet way too big, but you still smiled ear to ear.
You said, “Daddy, make it rumble, make it loud so they can hear,”
And every mile we rode just erased another fear.
Sunset paintin’ gold on that old two-lane,
Had bugs on the visor, and thunder in the frame.
You held tight to my jacket, thinkin’ I was unbreakable
Didn’t know back then, girl, you made me feel capable.
(Hook – Country Melody)
We hit the back roads ridin’, just a father and his girl,
Two chrome hearts shinin’ like we’re flyin’ through the world.
Wind in our hair, no place we’d rather be,
Baby girl, you’re grown now, but you still ride beside me.
(Verse 2 – Country Rap)
Now you’re grown, got dreams bigger than the county line,
Wrenchin’ on your own bike, said you want it runnin’ fine.
And I watch you twist that throttle like you always knew you would,
Ridin’ like your daddy taught you, girl, you’re crazy good.
You said, “Daddy, don’t worry, I’ll be ridin’ safe,”
But I see that fire in your eyes — you got my wild in your veins.
We ain’t slowin’ down, nah, we’re livin’ how we choose,
Two rebels on the asphalt with the world in our rear view.
(Bridge – Spoken/Soft Rap)
If life ever gets heavy, you know where to find me,
Kickstand down, heart open, right beside your highway.
’Cause even when the road twists, even when the storms hit,
You’ll always be my rider when the engine starts to spit.
(Hook – Country Melody)
We hit the back roads ridin’, just a father and his girl,
Two chrome hearts shinin’ like we’re flyin’ through the world.
Wind in our hair, no place we’d rather be,
Baby girl, you’re grown now, but you still ride beside me.
(Outro – Country Rap)
Yeah, father and daughter, just a bond that never breaks,
On two wheels chasin’ sunsets, leavin’ nothin’ in our wake.
From your first little helmet to the bike that you now own,
No matter where you ride, girl — you’ll never ride alone.
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