Rascal Flatts - Banjo

When I lose my smile, when my thoughts get jumbled, when the air and BS get to thick
Can't take a breath without getting sick, I've had enough with this concrete jungle
I drive my truck and drive, I pick up my baby, she jumps in with a kiss and a hey
We exited off that old highway, sometimes you gotta go beyond the pavement

You gotta go deep, way on back, cross a few creeks and a couple little shacks
You gotta get lost, way on out, crickets and frogs, yeah, you’re gettin’ close now
And you kick it into four wheel drive when you run out of road
And you go and you go and you go-go-go, ‘til you hear banjo

It ain’t on the map and I’m glad it isn’t
Leave the phone and the GPS
Those satellites ain’t found it yet
Got our own little piece of heaven hidden Yeah, you gotta go deep, way on back, cross a few creeks and a couple little shacks
You gotta get lost, way on out, crickets and frogs, yeah, you’re gettin’ close now
And you kick it into four wheel drive when you run out of road
And you go and you go and you go-go-go, ‘til you hear banjo, yeah

You gotta go deep, way on back, cross a few creeks and a couple little shacks
You gotta get lost, way on out, crickets and frogs, yeah, you’re gettin’ close now
And you kick it into four wheel drive when you run out of road
And you go and you go and you go and you go and you go and you go and you go
Ooohhh, ‘til you hear banjo, kick it

You gotta go deep, way on back, oh oh oh
Cross a few creeks and a couple little shacks, oh oh oh
Four wheel drive when you run out of road, oh oh oh
And you go and you go, and you go
‘til You hear that, ‘til you hear that, ‘til you hear banjo