It’s Her Move

This rig I'm driving's gotten me half a million miles or more down the road

Through Arizona sunsets, Alabama summers and Virginia springs

I waved goodbye to year twenty-nine on the pipeline up in north New Mexico

I really want to settle down but there's no loving arms to hold me when I'm home

There's a girl in Michigan who knocked me off my feet a month ago

I'm tossing, turning over her, smooth days and rocky nights out here alone

Sure, I've met some good ol' girls and we've had our share of good times

But Julie Anne from Ann Arbor's always been the ruler of my mind

I'm running to her

Like the gust of wind you don't see at your back

Tell her how I feel

'Cause if I don't, I know I'll die of a heart attack

On bended knee, I swear I'll tell her true

There's nothing I wouldn't do

I wanna lay some roots

It's her move

South Dakota tail winds fill my sails as I roll closer to that girl

With the Badlands in the rearview, I've got hope for what's ahead in this good world

Daydreaming of driving down these same roads with her sitting next to me

With two little ones of our own asking, "Are we there yet?" From the backseat

I'm running to her

Like the gust of wind you don't see at your back

Tell her how I feel

'Cause if I don't, I know I'll die of a heart attack

On bended knee, I swear I'll tell her true

There's nothing I wouldn't do

I wanna lay some roots

It's her move

Nothing I wouldn't do

It's her move

It's her move