| We’re all wake up shake it off
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| Coffee strong and hit the road
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| We’re all race track, nothing but fast
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| Songs on the radio
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| It’s a skyline changing
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| Dirt road paving
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| Damn sure better lock your door
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| We’re a 40-hour grind
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| Not counting overtime
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| But Friday night on the back porch
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| We’re boots on a dance floor
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| Birds on a wire
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| Red on a barn door
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| Ring on fire
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| Cloudy to blue sky
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| Rolling along
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| All free & easy, just like a song
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| In a world full of running
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| And chasing down money
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| Yeah, me & you were moving at our own pace honey
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| Like curves on an old ford
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| Like boots on a dance floor
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| 'Bout the time the sun setting
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| We’ll be getting where we wanna be
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| You got a plan
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| Got your hands
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| In the back pockets of my jeans
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| We got the full moon setting low
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| Country go radio
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| Coming through the window screen
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| When we find our feet
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| We don’t miss a beat
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| That’s the thing about you & me
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| We’re boots on a dance floor
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| Birds on a wire
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| Red on a barn door
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| Ring on fire
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| Cloudy to blue sky
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| Rolling along
|
| All free & easy, just like a song
|
| In a world full of running
|
| And chasing down money
|
| Yeah, me & you were moving at our own pace honey
|
| Like curves on an old ford
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| Like boots on a dance floor
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| We’re boots on a dance floor
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| Birds on a wire
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| Red on a barn door
|
| Ring on fire
|
| Cloudy to blue sky
|
| Rolling along
|
| All free & easy, just like a song
|
| In a world full of running
|
| And chasing down money
|
| Yeah, me & you were moving at our own pace honey
|
| Like curves on an old ford
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| Like boots on a dance floor
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| You & me we’re like boots on a dance floor
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| Yeah, we’re like red on a barn door
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| You & me we’re like curves on an old ford
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| Yeah, we’re like boots on a dance floor |