Story Behind The Song

WROTE THIS SONG ABOUT MY YOUNGER BROTHER

Song Description

PLAYED IN G MAJOR FUN UPBEAT ICE COLD SUDS AND COUNTRY SOUL

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Got four big tires and a lifted bed
Ain't a paved road for fifty miles ahead
Dust on the windshield, mud on the sides
Man, this is the only way I like to ride
Left the city lights in the rearview mirror
Ain't a single thing that I'm seeing clearer
Got the suspension flexed, taking the bumps
Kicking up gravel over all the humps


(Chorus)
'Cause I'm all about being off-road
Cooler iced down, filled with beer
Country music on the radio
Hank Junior on, and I'm all ears
Yeah, the weekend's here and the dirt is calling my name
We ain't keeping score, we ain't playing the game
Just kick it in four-wheel and let it roll
Got ice-cold suds and country soul


(Verse 2)
Tailgate down by the creek bed bend
Got a circle of good ole boys and friends
Ain't no clock ticking, ain't no boss man yelling
Just tall tales and the truth we're telling
That Yeti's packed tight to the very brim
Floating in ice where the cans all swim
Pop the top, let the condensation drip
Got a cold one waiting on the very next sip


(Chorus)
'Cause I'm all about being off-road
Cooler iced down, filled with beer
Country music on the radio
Hank Junior on, and I'm all ears
Yeah, the weekend's here and the dirt is calling my name
We ain't keeping score, we ain't playing the game
Just kick it in four-wheel and let it roll
Got ice-cold suds and country soul


(Bridge)
(Fiddle steps up, guitar starts to wail)
When Bocephus starts singing about a family tradition
Man, you know we're right where we ought to be
Turn that dial up, let the speakers blow
That's the only soundtrack that you need to know!


(Guitar Solo - Fast, twangy, and gritty)


(Chorus)
'Cause I'm all about being off-road
Cooler iced down, filled with beer
Country music on the radio
Hank Junior on, and I'm all ears
Yeah, the weekend's here and the dirt is calling my name
We ain't keeping score, we ain't playing the game
Just kick it in four-wheel and let it roll
Got ice-cold suds and country soul


(Outro)
Yeah, Hank's still singing...
"Country boy can survive..."
Pass me another cold one, brother.
We're living right.
Off-road.
Ice down.
Beer cold.
Turn it up.