The Back Roads & the Back Row

The Back Roads & the Back Row - Cole Swindell

Moon coming through the pines

Cranking up a country song

Heaven right by your side

And a Saturday night barely hanging on

Sun shining through the stained glass

Humming just as I am

Praying that feeling would last

That feeling that saves you

Makes you wanna raise your hands

That's the way it was

And that's the way it is when you're growing

Up in the mud and buck the way we did

It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go

We learned all about believing

And everything we were ever gonna need to know

Somewhere between the back roads and the back row

I had my first taste of beer

My first taste of a broken heart

There were good times there were tears

But every red dirt memory left a mark

Like the words written there in red

Like the streets that are made of gold

Where we always bowed our heads

Where momma saved our seats

And Jesus saved our souls

That's the way it was

And that's the way it is when you're growing

Up in the mud and buck the way we did

It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go

We learned all about believing

And everything we were ever gonna need to know

Somewhere between the back roads and the back row

It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go

We learned all about believing

And everything we were ever gonna need to know

Somewhere between the back roads and the back row

Somewhere between the back roads and the back row

Somewhere between the back roads and the back row