BAREFOOT IN THE BACKWOODS

Written by RyLee Madison & Melody Lovejoy

 

I like to ride motorcycles

Even though I don’t have one anymore

I like to feel the wheels a-spinning

It takes me back to when I played Barbies on the floor of my

Daddy’s shiny 18-wheeler

Me and him and the open road

I’d line the dollies on the dashboard

We’d all be looking forward to the places we’d go

But as soon as that big rig turned down the drive I’d be

 

CHORUS

Barefoot in the backwoods with my four-legged best friend

Chasing butterflies and dreaming, running with the wind

What I wouldn’t give to have that innocence again

Of that little carefree girl in a big world

 

I fell in love on an airplane

Clear skies with the clouds below

Twenty-five got married wanting more

We were young and looking forward to the places we’d go

But he lost his way and left me brokenhearted longing to be

 

CHORUS

Barefoot in the backwoods with my four-legged best friend

Chasing butterflies and dreaming, running with the wind

What I wouldn’t give to have that innocence back again

Of that little carefree girl in a big world

 

Now when the days get long

And life gets heavy

There’s just one place you’re gonna find me

 

CHORUS

Barefoot in the backwoods with my four-legged best friend

Chasing butterflies and dreaming, running with the wind

What I wouldn’t give to have that innocence back again

Of that little carefree girl in a big world

In a big world

 

I like to ride motorcycles

Even though I don’t have one anymore

 

©2014 RyLee Madison, Melody Lovejoy