Backroads by Trey Guthrie Lyrics
[Verse 1: Trey Guthrie]
There's a moonshine party right up the street
I think I'll swing by and take a peek
I see a blue-eyed blonde girl starin' at me
She walk right over and grab my key
Say "Come on big daddy, take me for a ride"
And I wanna go fast and I wanna get high
It don't matter where we go, if we stay
Just want to get out of this place
[Chorus: Trey Guthrie]
And we went ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
[Verse 2: Trey Guthrie]
So we pull right over to a spot
Where everybody goes to sin alot
And the cops came up and shut us down
So we hauled some ass to another town
She said "Come on big daddy, take me for a ride"
And I wanna go fast and I wanna get high
It don't matter where we go, if we stay
Just want to go back to your place
[Chorus: Trey Guthrie]
We went ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
[Verse 3: Upchurch]
Where the city sidewalks turn to crosses on trees
From kids in Mustang's actin' like they rockin' black number 3's
And every backroad curve got a couple Daytona moments
And the police dodge their buddies 'cause their buddies got warrants
You in the land of the roughnecks that tote 45's with felonies
And ditch the stolen cars way off the dock past the pine trees
With the six gun pullin' round head hatch bettin'
Sheriff got some Cuban dimes and this Mary Jane's impressin' (Son)
[Chorus: Trey Guthrie]
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
[Bridge: Trey Guthrie]
Ridin' on them backroads
I'm tokin' on that good smoke
And the radio is blastin' old "Copperhead Road" yeah
[Outro: Trey Guthrie]
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio is blastin' old George Jones
There's a moonshine party right up the street
I think I'll swing by and take a peek
I see a blue-eyed blonde girl starin' at me
She walk right over and grab my key
Say "Come on big daddy, take me for a ride"
And I wanna go fast and I wanna get high
It don't matter where we go, if we stay
Just want to get out of this place
[Chorus: Trey Guthrie]
And we went ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
[Verse 2: Trey Guthrie]
So we pull right over to a spot
Where everybody goes to sin alot
And the cops came up and shut us down
So we hauled some ass to another town
She said "Come on big daddy, take me for a ride"
And I wanna go fast and I wanna get high
It don't matter where we go, if we stay
Just want to go back to your place
[Chorus: Trey Guthrie]
We went ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
[Verse 3: Upchurch]
Where the city sidewalks turn to crosses on trees
From kids in Mustang's actin' like they rockin' black number 3's
And every backroad curve got a couple Daytona moments
And the police dodge their buddies 'cause their buddies got warrants
You in the land of the roughnecks that tote 45's with felonies
And ditch the stolen cars way off the dock past the pine trees
With the six gun pullin' round head hatch bettin'
Sheriff got some Cuban dimes and this Mary Jane's impressin' (Son)
[Chorus: Trey Guthrie]
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio blastin' "Copperhead Road"
I finish one beer, I have another one
Where we're goin', nobody knows
[Bridge: Trey Guthrie]
Ridin' on them backroads
I'm tokin' on that good smoke
And the radio is blastin' old "Copperhead Road" yeah
[Outro: Trey Guthrie]
Ridin' on them backroads
Tokin' on that good smoke
Radio is blastin' old George Jones