I know your sick of the same old
In the city lights
You look like you need some backroads
Windin' through the pines
Need you some of that Jim Beam Jack D or Cuervo
Instead of that same brand white wine
You look like you need to cut loose
Have a little fun
Have you one of them late nights
Shootin' at the sun
I know what you need
And it might be me
Let's see where this night leads
Oh yeah
I know you're sick of the same old city lifestyle
You look like you need some open fields runnin' buck wild
Need you some of that red dirt on your tires
I might not be what you need
Oh girl but I might
Oh girl but I might
If you like 'em rough 'round the edges
With a soul kind of reckless
Cross on the necklace wearin'
Baby that's me
If you like a two lane Chevrolet better than the interstate
Take my hand baby I know just the spot
I know you're thinking to yourself inside your head
Maybe you need some stars on an old truck bed
I know what you need
And it might be me
Let's see where this night leads
Oh yeah
I know you're sick of the same old city lifestyle
You look like you need some open fields runnin' buck wild
Need you some of that red dirt on your tires
I might not be what you need
Oh yeah
I know you're sick of the same old city lifestyle
You look like you need some open fields runnin' buck wild
Need you some of that red dirt on your tires
I might not be what you need
Oh girl but I might
Oh girl but I might