BACKROAD KARAOKE

Backroad karaoke, sing it wrong and loud
Windows down, nobody shutting us down
No stage lights, just the dashboard glow
Welcome to the backroad karaoke show

Cassie took the high part, missed it by a mile
Tommy hit the chorus with a gas-station smile
Old Ford rattling on Highway Nine
Cupholder drummer couldn't stay in time
One headlight and a cracked rear view
Three bad singers and a sky gone blue
Every song better when nobody cares
When the wind steals half and the night repairs
Passed the church and the closed feed store
Turned that chorus up a little bit more
Lady at the red light looked our way
Then sang the last word as she pulled away

No cover charge
No closing time
If you know one word
Then that word is yours tonight

Backroad karaoke, sing it wrong and loud
Windows down, nobody shutting us down
No stage lights, just the dashboard glow
Welcome to the backroad karaoke show

Found old Marcus walking by the county fair
Work boots muddy, rain in his hair
He climbed in quiet, barely said a thing
Till his father's favorite record started to sing
Voice broke once on the second line
Nobody laughed; we gave him time
By the final chorus, all four joined in
Some songs don't fix you — they let you begin
We missed our turn but we let it ride
Took the long road home on the river side
The truck sang flat, but the night sang true
Every wrong note made a little more room

The best voice in the truck
wasn't the one that sounded perfect.
It was the one
that finally came back.

Backroad karaoke, sing it rough and loud
Windows down, let the hurt come out
No stage lights, just the dashboard glow
Everybody gets a verse in this show

Take it again.