Wild Ride with You

Got my Ray-Bans on and my boots on the dash. Tank's filled up

and we're hauling ass. Hit another state line, shouting "hell yeah".

Ain't nothing like freedom blowing through my hair. Sun's coming up,

painting fire on the hood. He looks my way saying, "Damn,

girl, you look good". And I laugh 'cause the morning's already worthwhile.

Just sitting beside that man who makes me smile. I've seen sunrises

in Montana, sunsets down in Utah. Cranking up the radio everywhere we

haul. Screaming out the lyrics like a ballroom wild child. Feeling like a