Cruisin on honey country roads
Between the fields and the fading farms
Where the dirt holds the quiet load
And you can feel the force of the country storms
Don't know why I do it anymore
But you know I've got friends that claim
On backroads you never know what's in store
Where you can feel the land before it was tamed
Cruisin-- got the lay of the land
Keeps you off the state roads
Keeps you off the street
There's a time for everyone
And tonight I'm past that modern beat
Cruisin...