Tenille Arts Raindrops, Dirt Roads
Levi jeans
White t-shirt
Those blue eyes still burn
Ran my hands
Through his hair
Like the wind through the wheat
In the summer night air
Sunsets and Saturday's
Long rides, and hideaways
Like a photograph, I see his face
Every night is clear as day
Turn up the radio, long live that rock and roll
What could have been
We'll never know
The sweetest things, come and go
Like raindrops on dirt roads
His first car
Was that old farm truck
And his laid back smile
Was my first love
Never heard
Those wedding bells
So we just stuck to what we did so well
Sunsets and Saturday's
Long rides, and hideaways
Like a photograph, I see his face
Every night is clear as day
Turn up the radio, long live that rock and roll
What could have been
We'll never know
The sweetest things, come and go
Like raindrops on dirt roads
Oo, oo
So I turn up the radio
Hey, long live that rock and roll
What could have been
We'll never know
The sweetest things, they come and go
Like raindrops on dirt roads
Raindrops, dirt roads
