Flyin’ Down a Back Road Songtext
von Justin Moore

I′ve been on the Grand Ole Opry
I've played a show with ZZ Top
Went on tour with Skynyrd
And man, they still rock

Shot the bull with Bocephus
Before he climb up on his Jet
Played South Florida with Alan Jackson
That′s some things that you never forget

And all that stuff
It makes you feel real good
But not near as good

As flyin' down a back road
With some buddies from back home
A splash of Jack in my coke
Catchin' brill on a Zepco

Spottin′ deer in the hay field
After church, a Sunday meal
Huggin′ mama before I go
Flyin' down a back road


Up there in Des Moines
They knew my songs line by line
I just stood there in the fake smoke
Another dream came true that night

I′ve seen so many places
I thought I'd never see
All the way from California
To as far as you can go east

And all that stuff
It makes you feel real good
But not near as good

As flyin′ down a back road
With some buddies from back home
A splash of Jack in my coke
Catchin' brill on a Zepco

Spottin′ deer in the hay field
After church, a Sunday meal
Huggin' mama before I go
Yeah, flyin' down a back road

I′m a lucky man, I got a real good life
With all the things I′ve done
Nothin' gets me as high


As flyin′ down a back road
With some buddies from back home
A splash of Jack in my coke
And catchin' brill on a Zepco

Spottin′ deer in the hay field
After church, a Sunday meal
And huggin' my mama before I go
Yeah, flyin′ down a back road
Oh, flyin' down a back road