The Road

You grew up on a littie-bittie back road with gravel on it

Where you and your folks and best buddies 'bout the only ones that travel on 'em

She grew up on a one with city lights

On both sides on the road

You tore around and left a red dirt cloud

Just a risin' on and

Well, she was starin' at one with the sun and the brand new horizon on it

You had no idea what you were fixin' to find

Down the lines of the road

You coulda took a left

She coulda took a right

She'd have never ended up in a truck on the same one that night

The one you got lost on, the one you pulled off on

The one you wanna shine your headlights forever on

Oh

You wanna take her, make her yours till the end of the road

Maine to California all the way to South Georgia

There's a million of 'em

You've made the haul, drove 'em all

All felt wrong, oh, but this one doesn't

Now you can't imagine not havin' her by your side

On this ride down the road, yeah

You coulda took a left

She coulda took a right

She'd have never ended up in a truck on the same one that night

The one you got lost on, the one you pulled off on

The one you wanna shine your headlights forever on

Oh

You wanna take her, make her yours till the end of the road

Baby, ain't it crazy out of all the ones that we coulda chose

Oh

You coulda took a left

I coulda took a right

You'd have never ended up in a truck on the same one that night

The one you got lost on, the one you pulled off on

The one I wanna shine my headlights forever on

Oh

I wanna take you, make you mine till the end of the road

Oh

I wanna take you, make you mine till the end of the road

Oh, yeah

(Oh)