VERSE 1
clock‑out sun’s layin’ down behind the silos
dust on my jeans, same road I’ve always drove
you’re on the porch, hair up in that old ball cap
smile sayin’ “bout time, I was wonderin’ where you’re at”
we ain’t fancy, we’re just tired from the grind
but there’s that wild look flickerin’ in your eyes
you toss me the keys, say “let’s get gone a while”
I’d work a hundred more hours for that one little smile……
PRE
we don’t need a reservation, we don’t need four walls
got a half tank and a dashboard playin’ all our songs…
CHORUS
we ain’t kids, but we still burn bright
work boots, long weeks, but your eyes still light
up like a county fair when I pull you in this close tonight
got your bare feet swingin’ off my old truck gate
small‑town sky lookin’ like a stage
we’re tailgate dancin’ in the headlights…..
VERSE 2
we hit that turn where the blacktop turns to gravel
signal light’s busted, but you know where we’re travelin’
same dead‑end field where we used to sneak off late
back when I was too scared to even hold your hand straight
radio’s fuzzy, but the chorus comes in clear
you’re laughin’ off‑beat, sippin’ warm cheap beer……
you climb up slow in that faded flannel shirt
spin around, that little twirl kickin’ dust up from the dirt…..
PRE
you say “remember when we swore we’d leave this town someday?”
I say “we ain’t left yet, but look how far we’ve made it”…
CHORUS
we ain’t kids, but we still burn bright
work boots, long weeks, but your eyes still light
up like a county fair when I pull you in this close tonight…..
got your bare feet swingin’ off my old truck gate
small‑town sky lookin’ like a stage
we’re tailgate dancin’ in the headlights…….
BRIDGE
maybe we don’t have much, but we got this song
we got busted knuckles, we got nights this long
every crack in my windshield’s another mile with you
every scar on our hearts got a better view
so when the world feels heavy and the paychecks thin
we’ll just drive till the pavement ends again
FINAL CHORUS / OUTRO
’cause we ain’t kids, but we still burn bright
work boots, long weeks, but your eyes still light
up like a county fair when I pull you in this close tonight ……
got your bare feet swingin’ off my old truck gate
two‑lane dreams shinin’ on your face
we’re tailgate dancin’ in the headlights
yeah, just you and me and these headlights………….
evoman
