Granger Smith Miles And Mud Tires Lyrics
Miles And Mud Tires by Granger Smith
Yeah, I'm a little burned out from a hard week
Need to slow down, need to find me
I need a little unwind, I need a long trip
I need a Saturday and a cold sip
I need sunshine and gasoline
And give me those miles and mud tires
Smoking back roads like a bonfire
Bare foot on the gas, ball cap on the dash
Windows down, little towns blowing right past
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back home
It's been forever since I've seen a hook sink
I got a pole and a box up in the back seat
And I'll be taking the long way to the lake
And if I got to go slow, it's better that way
County roads bumping like the stereo
And give me those miles and mud tires
Smoking back roads like a bonfire
Bare foot on the gas, ball cap on the dash
Windows down, little towns blowing right past
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back home
A little mus on my windshield
A little sun on my skin
Six pack in the seat
Nobody but me
Feels good to be rolling around again
Those miles and mud tires
Smoking back roads like a bonfire
Bare foot on the gas, ball cap on the dash
Windows down, little towns blowing right past
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back home
Always rolling me right back home
Rolling me, rolling me, rolling right back home
Need to slow down, need to find me
I need a little unwind, I need a long trip
I need a Saturday and a cold sip
I need sunshine and gasoline
And give me those miles and mud tires
Smoking back roads like a bonfire
Bare foot on the gas, ball cap on the dash
Windows down, little towns blowing right past
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back home
It's been forever since I've seen a hook sink
I got a pole and a box up in the back seat
And I'll be taking the long way to the lake
And if I got to go slow, it's better that way
County roads bumping like the stereo
And give me those miles and mud tires
Smoking back roads like a bonfire
Bare foot on the gas, ball cap on the dash
Windows down, little towns blowing right past
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back home
A little mus on my windshield
A little sun on my skin
Six pack in the seat
Nobody but me
Feels good to be rolling around again
Those miles and mud tires
Smoking back roads like a bonfire
Bare foot on the gas, ball cap on the dash
Windows down, little towns blowing right past
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back
When I've lost my soul
They go rolling me right back home
Always rolling me right back home
Rolling me, rolling me, rolling right back home