Chasin' Your Taillights

Intro

Yeah... mmm... (tail lights fadin')

Verse

Dust clouds risin' on this old dirt road,

Tailgate down, got that cooler full of cold.

Your boots kickin' up the gravel by my side,

Radio crankin' George Strait, feelin' alive.

Sun's dippin' low, paintin' the sky red,

Your hand in mine, ain't no words left unsaid.

From the hay fields to the holler down the way,

Girl, with you, every night's a Saturday.

Chorus

I'm burnin' up these backroads, chasin' your taillights,

Windows rolled down, wind whippin' through the night.

Yeah, I'm burnin' up these backroads, chasin' your taillights,

Heart racin' faster than this old Ford can ride.

Baby, don't stop, keep on drivin' me wild,

I'm yours forever, mile after mile.

Burnin' up these backroads... (yeah, chasin' you),

Chasin' your taillights tonight.

Verse

Whiskey on your lips from that mason jar sip,

Bonfire cracklin', hips swayin' to the whip.

Your daddy's shotgun rack in the corner of the barn,

But girl, you got me wrapped 'round your little finger charm.

Thunder rollin' in, rain hittin' the tin roof,

Pull you in closer, got nothin' to prove.

Small town dreams in the bed of my truck,

With you, darlin', lady luck.

Chorus

I'm burnin' up these backroads, chasin' your taillights,

Windows rolled down, wind whippin' through the night.

Yeah, I'm burnin' up these backroads, chasin' your taillights,

Heart racin' faster than this old Ford can ride.

Baby, don't stop, keep on drivin' me wild,

I'm yours forever, mile after mile.

Burnin' up these backroads... (yeah, chasin' you),

Chasin' your taillights tonight.

Bridge

One day we'll trade these tires for a white picket fence,

But right now, girl, this is our kinda sense.

(Oh yeah)... pedal to the floor, no lookin' back,

You're my forever, that's a natural fact.

Chorus

I'm burnin' up these backroads, chasin' your taillights,

Windows rolled down, wind whippin' through the night.

Yeah, I'm burnin' up these backroads (burnin' up), chasin' your taillights,

Heart racin' faster than this old Ford can ride.

Baby, don't stop, keep on drivin' me wild,

I'm yours forever, mile after mile.

Burnin' up these backroads...

Chasin' your taillights... (tonight).