Miles On Main

Back when freedom was a fixer-up Chevy

My first beer was my old man's heavy

I stole out of that shop fridge Friday night

Heaven seemed like a long ways off

The radio sounded like Tim McGraw

And everybody knew you by your four-wheel drive

We were puttin' miles on Main

Sweatin' in the heat for a couple of bucks to buy beer and gasoline

So we could put some miles on Main

Back then we was all about gettin' out

But now I'd give anything

To put a couple miles on Main

We all swore that the world dropped off

Two roads south of that Baptist cross

So we always turned around at the welcome sign

We'd head on down to set up shop

In the back of that Hardy's parkin' lot

'Til Barney run us off with his spotlight

And we'd be back to puttin' miles on Main

Sweatin' in the heat for a couple of bucks to buy beer and gasoline

So we could put some miles on Main

Back then we was all about gettin' out

But now I'd give anything

To put a couple miles on Main

Puttin' miles on Main

Yeah, I heard them boys back home won in overtime

Well, I bet I know where they're gonna be tonight

Probably puttin' miles on Main

Sweatin' in the heat for a couple of bucks to buy beer and gasoline

To put some miles on Main

Back then we was all about gettin' out

But now I'd give anything

To put a couple miles on Main

Put some miles on Main

Yeah, we were puttin' miles on Main

Puttin' miles on Main