When I lose my smileWhen my thoughts get jumbledWhen the air and BS get too thickCan't take a breath without getting sickI've had enough of this concrete jungleI drop my truck and driveI pick up my babyShe jumps in with a kiss and a heyWe exit off that old highwaySometimes you gotta go beyond the pavementYou gotta go deepWay on backCross a few creeksAnd a couple little shacksAnd a couple little shacksYou gotta get lostWay on outCrickets and frogsYeah, you're getting close nowAnd you kick it in a four-wheel driveWhen you run out of roadAnd you go, and you go, and you go, go, goTill you hear a banjoAll it isIt ain't on no manAnd I'm glad it isn'tLeave the phone and the GPSThose satellites ain't found it yetGot a whole little piece of heaven hiddenYeah, you gotta go deepWay on backCross a few creeksAnd a couple little shacksYou gotta get lostWay on outCrickets and frogsYeah, you're getting close nowAnd you kick it in a four-wheel driveWhen you run out of roadAnd you go, and you go, and you go, go, goTill you hear a banjoYeahYeahHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyYou gotta go deepWay on backCross a few creeksCross a few creeksAnd a couple little shacksAnd you gotta get lostGetting lostGoing on and onYeah, crickets and frogsYeah, you're getting close nowYeah, you're kicking it a four-wheel driveWhen you run out of roadAnd you go, and you go, and you go, go, go, go, goAnd you go, and you go, and you go, and you go, and you goTill you hear that banjoKick itGo, and you go, and you goTill you hear a banjoGo, and you go, and you goTill you hear thatGo, and you go, and you goTill you hear a banjoGo, and you go, and you goTill you hear that banjo