Open Road Weekend

[Verse 1]
Clock hits five
Keys hit my hand
Boots on the mat
I don’t look back
Old dirt drive
In the rearview glass
That tiny town
Shrinking fast
[Chorus]
I’m out on the open road
Hair in the wind, heart in my throat
Every mile I’m letting go
Of the girl that they all thought they owned
Radio loud, past the county line
Laughing like I just stole back my time
Free for the first time I know
Out on the open road (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Cooler in back
Map on the dash
Tank on full
Life in the red
Sun going down
On a long hard week
I roll that window
And finally breathe
[Chorus]
I’m out on the open road
Hair in the wind, heart in my throat
Every mile I’m letting go
Of the girl that they all thought they owned
Radio loud, past the county line
Laughing like I just stole back my time
Free for the first time I know
Out on the open road
[Bridge]
No more name tag
No more “yes ma’am”
Just this highway
And who I am
[Chorus]
I’m out on the open road
Hair in the wind, heart in my throat
Every mile I’m letting go
Of the girl that they all thought they owned
Radio loud, past the county line
Laughing like I just stole back my time
Free for the first time I know
Out on the open road (out on the open road)

country, Smoky modern country ballad with female vocals; brushed snare and warm pedal steel over pulsing low-end, verses carried by intimate close-mic vocal and fingerpicked guitar, chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a soaring fiddle line, bridge strips down to vocal and guitar before a final, emotional full-band lift., emotional, ballad, female vocals