6000 miles from Gainesville to Cali. Open road with a rocking my soul. 
I'm here to get it, I won't quit it till I'm rolling up to my door.

Got some good times, 10 cylinders that fire and a woman at the end of the road, 
chasing down a [bad word] hard and clean with a worn out old radio.

I'm gonna lay my head on the chest I know. 
We're gonna find that Yuba river shore. 
Yea we'll wash these miles off us soon. 
For now stay between the lines and wish on the moon 
and sing along strong to a highway tune, 
wrestle my eyes, my mind and my heart for you.

Sticking to my guns, rolling up the miles, [bad word] down, chasing the sun. I'm here to get it. 
I won't quit till I'm walking up with the one girl of my dreams, 
go me in between the seams, got me right, right ready to show all of my cards, 
all of my wrongs, all of myself and more.

I'm gonna lay my head on the chest I know. 
We're gonna find that Yuba river shore. 
Yea we'll wash these miles off us soon. 
For now stay between the lines and wish on the moon 
and sing along strong to a highway tune, 
wrestle my eyes, my mind and my heart for you. 

Take my hand, take my whole life too. 
I haven't bought no ticket, haven't sold my soul for the one way lonesome road.

I'm gonna lay my head on the chest I know. 
We're gonna find that Yuba river shore. 
Yea we'll wash these miles off us soon. 
For now stay between the lines and wish on the moon 
and sing along strong to a highway tune. 
I'll wrestle my eyes, my mind and my heart for you.