[Chorus:]
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Wanna take a
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Ride.
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Wanna pop a top,
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And leave the past behind.
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Ride.
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A little country high,
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Little peace of mind.
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Wanna take a,
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Ride.
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A little back woods ride,
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Cleanse my soul.
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So roll on, and roll on
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Down them old river roads.
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[Verse 1:]
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I call, Shotgun.
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A little less work
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And a lot more fun.
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Gallon jug of, moonshine.
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Slow-mo watch the time fly by.
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Hey, I know what you want to hear, but
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I say it's been a long damn year and,
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I'm afraid of what you might find.
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Gotta ride through the country
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Just to ease my mind.
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No phone, no calls
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Don't worry about nothin'
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Let your mind get lost.
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Gotta, tall truck, tall trees.
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When it gets too bad I can always leave.
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And find that spot where the time just stops.
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And the river right there if it gets too hot.
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So wild, so free, it sounds just right to me.
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[Chorus:]
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Wanna take a
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Ride.
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Wanna pop a top,
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And leave the past behind.
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Ride.
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A little country high,
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Little peace of mind.
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Wanna take a,
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Ride.
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A little back woods ride,
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Cleanse my soul.
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So roll on, and roll on
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Down them old river roads.
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[Verse 2:]
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If I could just scratch the week off for a minute.
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And all the bullshit that comes along with it.
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Maybe get a little gumbo stuck in the treads.
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And drop a little cricket in a big brim bead.
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Drinkin' my beer, singin' my song
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Ridin' dirt roads, not much wrong with that.
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It get's a little better with time.
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And time's the only thing I know that betters the wine.
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I remember daddy sayin' never follow the signs.
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Just ride 'til every road is planted there in your mind.
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Pretty soon your daddy's boy will be a one of a kind.
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Just kick back and roll to your favorite rhyme.
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[Chorus:]
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Wanna take a
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Ride.
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Wanna pop a top,
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And leave the past behind.
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Ride.
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A little country high,
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Little peace of mind.
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Wanna take a,
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Ride.
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A little back woods ride,
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Cleanse my soul.
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So roll on, and roll on
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Down them old river roads.
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[Verse 3:]
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My problems, they leavin'.
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Kick back cause I know the reason
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Got some, feelings up, not knowin'
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I don't care about where I'm goin'.
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Keep drivin, no fear.
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Riverbank I love it here.
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My mind is, so clear.
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Feel the breeze and taste the beer.
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Life can pull you in so many ways.
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I sit and reminisce 'bout them good old days.
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When the things were simple, and work was tough.
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When time stood still, never had to rush.
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You could, concentrate on the finer things.
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Like chillin' with the family on the front porch swing.
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When right at home is where you wanted to be.
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Now that sounds just right to me.
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Wanna take a ride.
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Down them old river roads.
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Let me get that feelin' again.
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That country cleansin' my soul.
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Wanna take that ride.
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Even though nothin' has changed.
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I feel like wastin' my day
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My problems driftin' away.
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(Ride)
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Old River Road
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The Lacs |