Lyrics:

I know you're fighting with your mama
I know you're sick of that drama
Yeah, I could pick you up
In a pickup truck, Baby
If you wanna

I got some room in the front seat
Some good tunes with a backbeat
Yeah I know a place girl
Where the troubles of the world
Won't ever find you and me

So let's go
Out where the river runs deep
And the Sycamores grow
Nobody gotta know
If you wanna go crazy
Baby, let's go
Too far down a two lane road

Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad

Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad

We'll need some down south moonlight
With that West Coast Red wine
Yeah, we'll kick it on the hood
Till we're feeling good
Then maybe cross a few tanlines

So let's go
Out where the river runs deep
And the Sycamores grow
Nobody gotta know
If you wanna go crazy
Baby, let's go
Too far down a two lane road

Hey girl
When things get a little bit heavy
Get loaded all up in my Chevy
And let it go all out the window
Just say the word and I'm ready
I got an F on the gas gauge
We can take it where the cattle graze
Baby I'm gonna put a smile
Back on your face

Let's go
Out where the river runs deep
And the Sycamores grow
Nobody gotta know
If you wanna go crazy
Baby, let's go
Too far down a two lane road

Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad

Too far down a two lane road

Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad
Ro-ooh-ooh-oad

Oh, take it too far with ya baby
Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oh