Have you ever seen the sun go down
From the edge of a plowed-up field?
Do you know how a backroad curve
Slide on a bench seat feels?
What you know about getting out just to count the stars?
Parking, running 'round, pulling down fireflies in the dark
It ain't that hard, babe (It ain't that hard)
It ain't that far, no
Baby, we can get a little out there
Talking map dot, just a little town square
Riding them roads all around where
We can get lost, where the river runs off
Where the rain that falls on the ground there
Fresher than a pine on the rearview
Take a pickup, disappear to where we ain't been yet
Take this thing right here and get a little out there
Out there, out there
(Oh, let's get a little out there, girl)
One more time, one more time
I'm talking way, way out, we can jump in the truck now
Fill up the tank, what you think if we head south?
We can get out there in forty-five minutes
Nothing but you, me, the moon, and the crickets
What you know about getting out and dropping down the gate?
Parking, laying down, messing 'round and calling it a day
It beats the bar, babe (It beats the bar)
It ain't that far, no
Baby, we can get a little out there
Talking map dot, just a little town square
Riding them roads all around where
We can get lost, where the river runs off
Where the rain that falls on the ground there
Fresher than a pine on the rearview
Take a pickup, disappear to where we ain't been yet
Take this thing right here and get a little out there
This might sound a little out there
But I wanna get out there with you
Yeah, with you
Yeah, I'm just putting it out there, out there, girl
But I bet you wanna get out there too
I know you do
Yes, you do
Baby, we can get a little out there
Talking map dot, just a little town square
Riding them roads all around where
We can get lost, where the river runs off
Where the rain that falls on the ground there
Fresher than a pine on the rearview
Take a pickup, disappear to where we ain't been yet
Take this thing right here and get a little out there
Yeah, you ever seen the sun go down
From the edge of a plowed-up field?
Do you know how a backroad curve
Slide on a bench seat feels?
What you know about getting out just to count the stars?
Parking, running 'round, pulling down fireflies in the dark
It ain't that hard, baby
Colt Ford, Don Louis
We out here, haha
