Verse I
Sit in that six lane backed up traffic
Honks are honking, I've about had it
I'm looking for an exit sign
Gotta get out of here, get it all off my mind
And like a memory from your grandpa's attic
[bad word] slippin' through the radio static
Changing my mood, a little George Strait 1982

 [bad word] 
And it makes me wanna take a back road
Makes me wanna take the long way home
Put a little gravel in my travel
Unwind, unravel all night long
Makes me wanna grab my honey
Tear down some two-lane country, who knows
Get lost and get right with my soul
Makes me wanna take, makes me wanna
Take a back road.

Verse II
I've been cooked up, fried down, about forgotten
What a field looks like, full of corn and cotton
If I'm gonna hit a traffic jam,
Well it better be a tractor man
So sick and tired of this interstate system
I need a curve and wide a twistin
Dusty path to nowhere
With the wind blowing through my baby's hair

 [bad word] 
Yeah, it makes me wanna take a back road
Makes me wanna take the long way home
Put a little gravel in my travel
Unwind, unravel all night long
Makes me wanna grab my honey
Tear down some two-lane country who knows
Get lost and get right with my soul
Makes me wanna take, makes me wanna
Take a back road
Some of back road!

Bridge
Maybe it's the feeling or maybe it's the freedom
Maybe it's that shady spot
Where we park the [bad word] when the things get hot
They were park the [bad word] when the things get hot

 [bad word] 
And it makes me wanna take a back road (oooh)
Makes me wanna take the long way home (oooh)
Put a little gravel in my travel
Unwind, unravel all night long
Makes me wanna grab my honey (oooh)
Tear down some two-lane country who knows
Get lost and get right with my soul
Makes me wanna take, makes me wanna take a back road.

Some old back road, get right with my soul
Now all I gotta do is take some old back road
To the shady spot where things get hot ooh
Way down, way down, way down some old back road