CHORUS



I've got the radio blastin'

I've got the windows rolled down

And I'm cruisin' these backroads 

on the outskirts of town

I can feel the wind a-blowin'

Hear the big engines whine

When I'm cruisin' these backroads

All my troubles are behind



Well when I woke up this morning

Well I took me a look outside

It was plain to see it was one of those days

tailor-made for taking a ride

So I went downstairs and cleared my head

with coffee and cigarettes

And when it hit me right there

then my mind was set



Well I phoned work and told'em

they're going to be a man short today

I got the sunny day blues, there's only one thing

that's gonna make them go away

So I went out and I climbed in to my big ol' Chevrolet

And with a turn of the key and a cloud of dust

I was on my way



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Well maybe I did maybe I didn't

Go and lose my job today

But you can take my cares, take my worries

and blow them all away

For there comes a time in any man's life

when he's got to break free

I got four good wheels and an endless road

Stretched out in front of me



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