Sit in that six lane backed up traffic
Horns are honking, I've about had it
I'm looking for an exit sign

Gotta get out of here, get it all off my mind
And like a memory from your grandpa's attic
A song comes slippin through the radio static

Changing my mood, a little George Strait 1982
Chorus
And it makes me wanna take a back road

Makes me wanna take the long way home
Put a little gravel in my travel
Unwind, unravel all night long

Makes me wanna grab my honey
Tear down some two-lane country, who knows
Get lost and get right with my soul

Makes wanna take, makes me wanna
Take a back road
I've been cooked up, fried down, about forgotten

What a field looks like, full of corn and cotton
If I'm gonna hit a traffic jam,
Well it better be a tractor man

So sick and tired of this interstate system
I need a curve and wide a twistin
Dusty path to nowhere

With the wind blowing through my baby's hair
(repeat chorus)
Bridge

Maybe it's the feeling or maybe it's the freedom
Maybe it's that shady spot
Where park that truck when things get hot

They were park the truck when the things get hot
(repeat chorus)
Some old back road, get right with my soul

Now all I gotta do is take some old back road
To the shady spot where things get hot ooh
Way down,way down,way down some old back road