We woke up early with the sun shining bright. Put on our boots and found our old Ford in the light
Hit the dusty road, the radio playing our favorite, favorite song
Windows down, singing along, feeling like we belong
We passed by the fields of green and the barn standing tall
Freezing our hair, not a worry in the world. Feeling small, the smell of fresh hay and the sound
Of a distant train. We were on our Sunday morning joyride, nothing to restrain
Sunday morning joyride, let's leave our cares behind. A little country adventure with you by my side
We'll drive through the heartland, wherever the road leads. Sunday morning joyride, fulfilling all our dreams