Give me those miles and mud tires, smoking back roads like a bonfire. Barefoot on the gas, ballcap on the dash. Windows down. Little towns, blowin’ right past. When I’ve lost my soul, they go rolling me right back home.
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Give me those miles and mud tires, smoking back roads like a bonfire. Barefoot on the gas, ballcap on the dash. Windows down. Little towns, blowin’ right past. When I’ve lost my soul, they go rolling me right back home.
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