When I lose my smile
 When my thoughts get jumbled
 When the air and BS get too thick
 Can’t take a breath without getting sick
 I’ve had enough with this concrete jungle
 I drop my [bad word] in drive
 I pick up my baby
 She jumps in with a kiss and a hey
 We exit off that old highway
 Sometimes you gotta go beyond the pavement
 [bad word] 
 You gotta go deep
 Way on back
 Cross a few creeks
 And a couple little shacks
 You gotta get lost
 Way on out
 Crickets and frogs
 Yeah you’re gettin’ close now
 And you kick it into four wheel drive when [bad word] out of road
 And you go, and you go and you go-go-go
 ‘Til you hear a banjo

 It ain’t on no map
 And I’m glad it isn’t
 Leave the phone and the GPS,
 Those satellites ain’t found it yet,
 Got our own little piece of heaven hidden
 [bad word] 
 Yeah, you gotta go deep
 Way on back
 Cross a few creeks
 And a couple little shacks
 You gotta get lost
 Way on out
 Crickets and frogs
 Yeah you’re gettin’ close now
 And you kick it into four wheel drive when [bad word] out of road
 And you go, and you go and you go-go-go
 ‘Til you hear a banjo

 You gotta go deep
 Way on back
 Cross a few creeks
 And a couple little shacks
 You gotta get lost
 Way on out
 Crickets and frogs
 Yeah you’re gettin’ close now
 And you kick it into four wheel drive when [bad word] out of road
 And you go, and you go and you go and you go and you go

 Oooh hoo

 ‘Til you hear that banjo
 Kick it

 You gotta go deep
 Way on back
 Oh oh oh
 Cross a few creeks
 And a couple little shacks
 Oh oh oh
 Four wheel drive when [bad word] out of road
 Oh oh oh
 And you go and you go, and you go
 ‘Til you hear that, ‘til you hear that
 ‘Til you hear that banjo