Body like a back road, drivin' with my eyes closed. I know every curve like the back of my hand. Doin' 15 in a 30, I ain't in no hurry. I'mma take it slow just as fast as I can. We're out here in the boondocks. With the breeze and the birds. Tangled up in the tall grass. With my lips on hers. On the highway to heaven. Headed south of her smile. Get there when we get there. Every inch is a mile.
—from Body Like a Back Road, a song by Sam Hunt
Active since January 1, 1970.
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