by Jerry Ratch
Wheels are spinning
On the country roads tonight
I'm driving all alone
No one else in sight
And the wind's in my hair
And I don't care
Yeah, the wind's in my hair
And I don't care
Just a-rolling through the orange groves
With my windows rolled down
Summer blossoms smelling all around
I'm leaving my old life behind
With a cheap bottle of beer between my legs
I'm still drinking down the dregs
I was dumped by my lady back in Chi-town
So I'm free as a bird again
I'm free as a bird without a flight plan
Yeah, I'm on the road again
Without a whistle or a care
And I don't care
Wheels are spinning
On the country roads tonight
I'm driving all alone
No one else in sight
And the wind's in my hair
And I don't care
Yeah, the wind's in my hair
And I don't care
I don't care
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song, registered with ASCAP, copyright (c) 2016 by Jerry Ratch.
Music available by Austin Hurst and Elliot Aronson.
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Mandolin, banjo, weeping steel, and a fiddle on the chorus. *
One thing is missing: the make/model of the vehicle you're driving. There's pathos in a beat up El Camino, and there's romance in a hemi Barracuda.
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