Miles On Main

Back when freedom was a fixer up Chevy
My first beer was my old man's heavy
I stole out of that shop fridge Friday Night
Heaven seemed like a long ways off
The radio sounded like Tim McGraw
And everybody knew you by your four wheel drive

We were puttin' miles on main
Sweatin' in the heat for a couple of bucks to buy beer and gasoline
So we could put some miles on main
Back then we was all about gettin' out but now I'd give anything
To put a couple miles on main

We all swore that the world dropped off
Two roads south of that Baptist cross
So we always turned around at the welcome sign
We'd head on down to set up shop
In the back of that Hardee's parking lot
'Til Barney run us off with his spotlight

And we'd be back to puttin' miles on main
Sweatin' in the heat for a couple of bucks to buy beer and gasoline
So we could put some miles on main
Back then we was all about gettin' out but now I'd give anything
To put a couple miles on main
Puttin' miles on main

Yeah, I heard them boys back home won in overtime
Well, I'll bet I know where they're gonna be tonight

Probably puttin' miles on main
Sweatin' in the heat for a couple of bucks to buy beer and gasoline
To put some miles on main
Back then we was all about gettin' out but now I'd give anything
To put a couple miles on main
To put some miles on main
Yeah, we were puttin' miles on main
Puttin' miles on main