Backroad Home

Verse 1
There’s a gravel road runnin’ past the old oak tree,
Tires hummin’ like a worn-out melody.
Radio crackles with a late-night tune,
Fireflies dancin’ under a summer moon.

Pre-Chorus
I ain’t rich, but I’m doin’ just fine,
Got a little bit of love and a whole lotta time.

Chorus
Take me down to my backroad home,
Where the fields run wide and the rivers roam.
No city lights, just stars alone,
That’s where my heart was grown.
Boots on the porch, guitar in my hands,
Livin’ this life like I always planned.

Verse 2
Pickup truck with a faded blue hood,
Runs a little rough but it’s runnin’ good.
Mama’s laughin’ from the kitchen door,
Smell of cornbread on a wooden floor.

Pre-Chorus
Neighbors gather when the sun goes low,
Stories get bigger every tale we know.

Chorus
Take me down to my backroad home,
Where the fields run wide and the rivers roam.
No city lights, just stars alone,
That’s where my heart was grown.
Boots on the porch, guitar in my hands,
Livin’ this life like I always planned.

Bridge
I tried that fast lane, neon glow,
But it never felt like the life I know.
Give me crickets singin’ in the pines,
And a sky full of honest signs.

Final Chorus
Yeah, take me down to my backroad home,
Where I’m never lost, never alone.
Simple dreams carved in stone,
That dirt road’s in my bones.
When the world moves fast, I just slow my roll—
Backroad home is my heart and soul.

Country, hillbilly, male