[Verse]
I've been working all week, nine to five,
Got an itch for the open road, feeling alive,
Grab my boots and my worn-out hat,
Head to Johnny's place, where the good times at.
[Verse 2]
He's got acres of fields, wide and free,
No city noise, just the rustling trees,
We hop on the tailgate, let the engine roar,
Dirt roads calling, can't ignore.
[Chorus]
Cruisin' through fields of corn and rye,
Skies so wide, feels like we could fly,
Riding on a redneck's land tonight,
With the stars so bright, it's pure delight.
[Verse 3]
We got moonshine tucked in the back,
Johnny's got his old dog, quick as a tack,
Fishing by the creek when the sun goes down,
Laughing with friends, without a frown.
[Verse 4]
Bonfire lit, guitars on play,
Singing ‘bout love and yesterday,
Out here in the country, time stands still,
Underneath the southern sky, we get our fill.
[Chorus]
Cruisin' through fields of corn and rye,
Skies so wide, feels like we could fly,
Riding on a redneck's land tonight,
With the stars so bright, it's pure delight.