Rubber Meets The Road

Well I need to get out, I need to cut loose I need to go fill up a tank, roll through a town or two 'Cause that highway's calling, like it always does And it's been a while since I picked up When the rubber meets the road I can feel the freedom Grab a steering wheel, shifting gears and believing Making me some dust, crank the music up I like it 'round here but damn, I really love When the rubber meets the road, road, road Yeah, I still drive that truck dad and I fixed up I take it out on the interstate when I need to feel a rush It makes me think of seventeen Him ridin' shotgun next to me We wasn't scared of nothing, naw nothing When the rubber meets the road I can feel the freedom Grab a steering wheel, shifting gears and believing Making me some dust, crank the music up I like it 'round here but damn, I really love When the rubber meets the road, road, road Oh yeah That highway's calling, like it always does And it's been a while since I picked up When the rubber meets the road I can feel the freedom Grab a steering wheel, shifting gears and believing Making me some dust (making me some dust), crank the music up (crank the music up) I like it 'round here but damn, I really love When the rubber meets the road, road, road Damn, I really love When the rubber meets the road, road, road