We put the story to pages a little somethin that faded long ago
How the hell did we make it only god knows
In the middle of the night we would get the feelin right
Stuck in the tunnel baby you was the light
Put a twenty in the tank let the chevy roll
That's how the story goes
Once upon a backroad we were livin it right
Pulled out the pen out on the county line
Rode it til the sun rose in the heat of the night
Hero got the girl she was mine
And I wish I could do it over and over and over again
I just wanna do it over and over again all the way to the end
Once upon a backroad
And they say ain't no way they would make it
Too many things that'll take a good mans soul
Without her love and her patience he was bound to lose control
In the middle of the night tryin not to cry
He hit the knee and she was down to ride
Somethin bout a white dress walkin down slow
That's how the story goes
Once upon a backroad we were livin it right
Pulled out the pen out on the county line
Rode it til the sun rose in the heat of the night
Hero got the girl she was mine
And I wish I could do it over and over and over again
I just wanna do it over and over again all the way to the end
Somethin bout a white dress walkin down the aisle slow
Somethin bout a white dress
That's how the story goes
Once upon a backroad we were livin it right
Pulled out the pen out on the county line
Rode it til the sun rose in the heat of the night
Hero got the girl she was mine
And I wish I could do it over and over and over again
I just wanna do it over and over again all the way to the end