Chrome & Christine

[Verse 1]
Sun up on my shades
Coffee in a paper cup
Old boots on the pavement
Kick the starter
Fire it up
Highway hums beneath us
Leather jacket
Faded seams
Wind grabs at my shoulders
But my head is full of dreams
[Chorus]
Riding my Harley
And loving my beautiful Christine
Chrome in the sunlight
Her hand on my back like a dream
Got all that I ever
Ever thought a man would need
Riding my Harley
And loving my beautiful Christine (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
She climbs on in blue jeans
Laughing as she pulls in tight
Says
“Baby
Pick a back road”
So I turn off from the lights
Cornfields
Little white churches
Her hair dancing in the air
I don’t need a destination
Long as I’m going where she’s there
[Chorus]
Riding my Harley
And loving my beautiful Christine
Chrome in the sunlight
Her hand on my back like a dream
Got all that I ever
Ever thought a man would need
Riding my Harley
And loving my beautiful Christine (Christine)
[Bridge]
If the sky falls
Let it fall
If the gas runs out
We’ll walk
Every mile’s a little prayer
Every turn
Another spark
[Chorus]
Riding my Harley
And loving my beautiful Christine
Stars in the rearview
Her lips on my neck like a dream
Got all that I ever
Ever thought a man would need
Riding my Harley
And loving my beautiful Christine (oh Christine)

Heartland rock with a touch of outlaw country; crunchy overdriven guitars, steady kick and snare groove, and a warm bass line. Male vocals, relaxed drawl on the verses, big open-throated chorus with stacked harmonies. Subtle organ pad in the background, twangy lead licks answering vocal phrases, and a final chorus that rides out with gang-style backing vocals and a ringing guitar chord., beautiful