Black crow sitting on the barbed wire
Telephone poles flashing by
Sun coming up like a prayer across the field
I got the windows rolled down in my Ford truck
I'm breathing in the dirt and dust
Oh man, I love the way it feels
Oh, the way it feels

Rain coming down on a tin roof
The sound of a slow freight train passing by
Sipping on a beer in the cool shade
This is where I'll live until I die
On this back road paradise

You can have those city nights
Concrete and neon lights
It's not for me, it left me cold
Give me an acre maybe two
A kitchen window with a wide view
It ain't much but it's my home
Yeah, home sweet home

Rain coming down on a tin roof
The sound of a slow freight train passing by
Sipping on a beer in the cool shade
This is where I'll live until I die
On this back road paradise

Crickets singing in the moonlight
The sound of a slow freight train rolling by
Picking out a song in the cool shade
This is where I'll live until I die
Yeah, sipping on a beer in the cool shade
This is where I'll live until I die
On this back road paradise
Back road paradise