Embers in the ashtray,
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Six-pack down behind my seat,
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One hand up on the wheel,
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Eat A Peach playin' on repeat.
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Got my baby at my side,
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Her hair whippin' all in the wind,
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The last time I felt this good,
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I can't remember when...
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Listen to the Goodyear's roll
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Hummin' through the radio
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Let it lighten up your load
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Ain't got no place to go.
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Watching those fence poles fly,
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As the miles roll by,
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Nothin' but blue skies,
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Hangin' over you and I.
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Ain't lookin' for direction,
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Don't need it if it don't come free,
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A billboard says "Trust the Lord"
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A piece of country I ain't never seen.
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Nobody wavin' in the rearview,
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Just put the pedal to the floor and drive
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Don't it feel so good to you?
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I feel so alive...
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Listen to the Goodyear's roll
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Hummin' through the radio
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Let it lighten up your load
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Ain't got no place to go.
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Watching those fence poles fly,
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As the miles roll by,
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Nothin' but blue skies,
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Hangin' over you and I.
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Her painted toes on the dash,
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Her hand on my knee
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She ain't looking out the window
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Cause she's too busy lookin' at me
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Yeah
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Listen to the Goodyear's roll
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Hummin' through the radio
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Let it lighten up your load
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Ain't got no place to go.
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Watching those fence poles fly,
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As the miles roll by,
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Nothin' but blue skies,
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Hangin' over you and I.
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Nothin' but blue skies,
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Hangin' over you and I.
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Blue Skies
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| Uncle Kracker |
