Backroads Kinda Love

Got dirt on my boots

You got paint on your jeans

Laughing in the bed of my old Ford

Knees pulled up, chasing dreams

Fireflies in your hair

You stealing my ball cap again

You say you’re bored of this small-town map

I say, “Girl, that’s where it all began”

I’m just a country boy in love

Heart wide open, calloused hands

A little broke, a little stubborn

Doing the best I can

You could’ve had bright-city, fast-lane rush

But you’re here in this gravel dust

Holding on in this rust-red truck

To a backroads kinda love

You circle hearts on the fair flyer

Say, “Take me Friday night”

Cotton candy lips and your wild hair

Spinning in the neon ride

We talk about someday porches

Little boots by the door

You grin and say, “That sounds like us”

And I fall even more

I’m just a country boy in love

Heart wide open, calloused hands

A little broke, a little stubborn

Doing the best I can

You could’ve had bright-city, fast-lane rush

But you’re here in this gravel dust

Holding on in this rust-red truck

To a backroads kinda love

If all we ever have

Is this two-lane, you and me (oh yeah)

I’ll still thank the stars each night

For a simple life and your bare feet on my seat

I’m just a country boy in love

Heart wide open, calloused hands

A little broke, a little stubborn

Doing the best I can

You could’ve had bright-city, fast-lane rush

But you’re here in this gravel dust

Holding on in this rust-red truck

Yeah, you’re all that I’m dreaming of

In this backroads kinda love