Going On a Back Road Ride

Grab the keys
The truck is full
Let's head out 
hit the road
It's Friday
Time to party
A teenage
secret code

Tweets are out
Friends are set
It's party time
tonight
We're going
out in secret
We'll be home
Before daylight

Going on a back road ride
Deep into the night
Going on a back road ride
It will be out of sight
Going on a back road ride
Won't be back until the morn
Going on a back road ride
In the fields beyond the corn

We're teenagers
It's what we do
It's how we find
out who we are
Like our parents
did before us
We're following 
Our star

We learn
about each other
We learn
Where we should go
We set a path
Into the future
With the star
From long ago

Going on a back road ride
Deep into the night
Going on a back road ride
It will be out of sight
Going on a back road ride
Won't be back until the morn
Going on a back road ride
In the fields beyond the corn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
July 3, 2018 at 4:58 AM
I can relate to this so well, it sounds like you are describing a small town in the midwest of the U.S., especially maybe Iowa since it is the corn state. Nice!
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