Chorus
Around the curve and I bend us
Flyin’ and the wind truck’s
Loaded with the friends
On that dirt road to nowhere.
We’ve got, nowhere to be.
There’s not, no one to see.
So high, been and I take you there
To that dirt road to nowhere.
Verse 1
I would give you directions
But that would just lead to more questions.
See around this neck and the woods is best
If you let me get you to your destination.
Climb on up and I’ll take ya
To B.F.E. with their way
To buy R.T. in a place where
Ain’t no Google Map’s gonna take you to.
Now there ain’t no road sign
Cuz the road’s ain’t named.
Matter of fact, there isn’t even two lane.
Your truck’ll get scratched
From the binds that hang.
That’s how these pavement princesses
Get their names.
Kids are scared descendin’
Afraid to put a mark on the fender.
And meanwhile, my old ride
Looks like it’s been through a blender.
Chorus
Around the curve and I bend us
Flyin’ and the wind truck’s
Loaded with the friends
On that dirt road to nowhere.
We’ve got, nowhere to be.
There’s not, no one to see.
So high, been and I take you there
To that dirt road to nowhere.
Verse 2
If I said, “Left at the oak tree.”,
Would you know where that is? (I wanna know)
Could you find that stump by the creek if
I went to sell you a feel? (Come on, let’s go)
If ya can’t then you prob’ly
Ain’t doin’ the drive
And if the warden came you wouldn’t know
Where to hide
You wouldn’t slide ’round curves
Goin’ one o’ five
Or you would just smile.
Well, you’re in luck cuz I’m up for it (up for it)
I know where to be until Monday mornin’.
So put the cares in the wind
And the pedal to the floorboard
To get rumbo, we’re bein’ lost.
Now when we get past from the pastor’s tractors
And you think you got it mastered?
I’mma ask you to drive back
And when you ask me how to do that,
I’ll say…
Chorus
Around the curve and I bend us
Flyin’ and the wind truck’s
Loaded with the friends
On that dirt road to nowhere.
We’ve got, nowhere to be.
There’s not, no one to see.
So high, been and I take you there
To that dirt road to nowhere.
Around the curve and I bend us
Flyin’ and the wind truck’s
Loaded with the friends
On that dirt road to nowhere.
We’ve got, nowhere to be.
There’s not, no one to see.
So high, been and I take you there
To that dirt road to nowhere.