AM/FM

Bobblehead Jesus bouncing on the dash

A white freightliner riding on my ass

These folks around here living way too fast

I've gotta find me an exit sign

An old black top with a yellow line

Change my interstate of mind

Give me an AM station on an FM road

A cold one chilling in the console

A full tank of gas and nowhere to go

Roll down the window, roll up a smoke

A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat

Tapping her toes to the backbeat

Of some old school country gold

On an AM station on an FM road, yeah

See some little white churches and some big red barns

All those low river crosses and the cattle guards

Yeah, a big old moon and some shooting stars

The cryin' of an ole pedal steel guitar

Give me an AM station on an FM road

A cold one chilling in the console

A full tank of gas and nowhere to go

Roll down the windows, roll up a smoke

A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat

Tapping her toes to the backbeat

Of some old school country gold

On an AM station on the FM road

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Give me an AM station on an FM road

A cold one chilling in the console

A full tank of gas and nowhere to go

Roll down the window, roll up a smoke

A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat

Tapping her toes to the backbeat

Of some old school country gold

On an AM station

Yeah, give me an AM station on an FM road

A cold one chilling in the console

A full tank of gas and nowhere to go

Roll down the windows, roll up a smoke

A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat

Tapping her toes to the backbeat

Of some old school country gold

On an AM station on an FM road

Road