Old Back Road Songtext

von Lenny Cooper

Down an old back road.
Down an old back road, back road
There's no other place I'd rather go to relax, I keep my seat back low.
Twelve pack beside me and it's ice cold.
Pop the top and let the alcohol flow.
Gotta speak this beat to a country song, let out my stress until it's all gone.
Just somethin bout chillin out where the corn grows.
I like to clear my mind down an old back road
Today I got some weight up on my shoulders, just left the house, my girl told me it was over.
She was done, had enough, and all of the above.
It's a shame cause for her I had so much love.
I'm drivin around my mind twisted like a Twizzler, tryin to figure out what wrong that I did to her.
Then I get to thinkin, "
Oh well, it's her loss." That for once I can say that it ain't my fault.
It's time to pop a top and throw one back and start livin for today, say to hell with the past.
And be a winner, if you're not first, you're last.
And for all you haters out there kiss my ass.
I got a dream, and that's to be on top.
It's gonna be a tough battle just to take my spot.
The king is here, but for now I gotta go.
I'll be clearin my mind down an old back road
There's no other place I'd rather go to relax, I keep my seat back low.
Twelve pack beside me and it's ice cold.
Pop the top and let the alcohol flow.
Gotta speak this beat to a country song, let out my stress until it's all gone.
Just somethin bout chillin out where the corn grows.
I like to clear my mind down an old back road
It's hard when you sittin all by yourself, you live paycheck to paycheck without no help.
You try to keep food on the table.
You do anything you can just to stay stable
You pray for a better day, wish all the bad away, keep your head up when everything's feelin grey, think goody good even though it ain't there.
And your dad is sayin, "
Well, it'll get better next year."
Sometimes you just need a helping hand when things are crammed up like a traffic jam.
Thank God, for family and friends that help turn your life around from a dead end.
I've been there, done that numerous times.
I just grab the keys then I go take a little ride.
And there's a place where you need to let your worries go.
I call it clearin my mind down an old back road
There's no other place I'd rather go to relax, I keep my seat back low.
Twelve pack beside me and it's ice cold.
Pop the top and let the alcohol flow.
Gotta speak this beat to a country song, let out my stress until it's all gone.
I'm chillin out where the corn grows, clear my mind down an old back road
There's no other place I'd rather go to relax, I keep my seat back low.
Twelve pack beside me and it's ice cold.
Pop the top and let the alcohol flow.
Gotta speak this beat to a country song, let out my stress until it's all gone.
Just somethin bout chillin out where the corn grows.
I like to clear my mind down an old back road
Down an old back road.
Down an old back road, back road.
Down an old back road.
Down an old back road, back road