Rubber Meets The Road (feat. Tyler Hubbard) – Brantley Gilbert
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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