God Made a Backroad

He looked down on the eighth day and saw that it was good
The rivers ran and carved the land and man worked like he should
Then reached dow from Heaven above and touched the dirt below
And God made a backroad
You could smell the dogwood hangin' in the air
Some place wild as a Friday night, steady as a Sunday prayer
You could watch the sun sink and paint the blue sky gold
Where God made a backroad
You can move a little too fast and learn a little too much
Tip back a few too many cans, fall in and out of love
Sometimes there’s only one way to the country in your soul
That’s why God made a backroad
It makes a damn good dance floor underneath the quarter moon
You can always take it with you 'cause it’s klingin' to your boots
Might be the one less traveled but teaches you need to know
So God made a backroad
You can move a little too fast and learn a little too much
Tip back a few too many cans, fall in and out of love
Sometimes there’s only one way to the country in your soul
That’s why God made a backroad
You can move a little too fast and learn a little too much
Tip back a few too many cans, fall in and out of love
Sometimes there’s only one way to the country in your soul
That’s why God made a backroad
When you’re lost you’ll find him on a long way back home
So God made a backroad
You can move a little too fast and learn a little too much
Tip back a few too many cans, fall in and out of love
Sometimes there’s only one way to the country in your soul
That’s why God made a backroad