i picked you up off your front porch
that summer dress messing with my head
caught the wind just a little bit and lifted
looking out over that hood
and we were high on nothing but living and loving
running down something called a dirt road dream
seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze
like a flame from a raging fire
first kiss out under the stars
i've kissed before but that ol' bar was lifted
you're dancing around with your arms lifted
and you sang along like you'd never be gone
and we were high on nothing but living and loving
running down something called a dirt road dream
seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze
like a prayer from a sinner
finish line for the winner
and we were high on nothing but living and loving
running down something called a dirt road dream
seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze