The Back Roads & the Back Row
Moon coming through the pines, cranking up a country song
Heaven right by your side, and a Saturday night barely hanging on
Sun shining through the stained-glass, humming just as I am
Praying that feeling would last, that feeling that saves you
Makes you wanna raise your hands
That's the way it was, and that's the way it is
When you're growing up in the mud and the blood the way we did
It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go
We learned all about believing in everything we were ever gonna need to know
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
I had my first taste of beer
My first taste of a broken heart
There were good times, there were tears
But every red dirt memory left a mark
Like the words written there in red
Like the streets that are made of gold
Where we always bowed our heads, where momma saved our seats
And Jesus saved our souls
That's the way it was, and that's the way it is
When you're growing up in the mud and the blood the way we did
It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go
We learned all about believing in everything we were ever gonna need to know
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go
We learned all about believing in everything we were ever gonna need to know
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
Yeah, yeah
Somewhere out there
Between the back roads and the back row
Heaven right by your side, and a Saturday night barely hanging on
Sun shining through the stained-glass, humming just as I am
Praying that feeling would last, that feeling that saves you
Makes you wanna raise your hands
That's the way it was, and that's the way it is
When you're growing up in the mud and the blood the way we did
It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go
We learned all about believing in everything we were ever gonna need to know
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
I had my first taste of beer
My first taste of a broken heart
There were good times, there were tears
But every red dirt memory left a mark
Like the words written there in red
Like the streets that are made of gold
Where we always bowed our heads, where momma saved our seats
And Jesus saved our souls
That's the way it was, and that's the way it is
When you're growing up in the mud and the blood the way we did
It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go
We learned all about believing in everything we were ever gonna need to know
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go
We learned all about believing in everything we were ever gonna need to know
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
Somewhere between the back roads and the back row
Yeah, yeah
Somewhere out there
Between the back roads and the back row
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Shapiro, Cole Swindell, Michael Carter
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