Rhythm of the Road Video (MV)

Maybe it's the Mountain Dew and maybe it's the air
Maybe it's just knowing what I'll get when I get there
Maybe it's that old blues song they're playing on the radio
Cause I'm singin' out the harmony, I'm tappin' on my feet
I'm doing eighty, just like Casey Jones I better watch my speed
When I'm drivin' on home, ridin' the rhythm of the road

I sing along with country girls and all the good ol' boys
I scan the waves for something to accompany the noise
Of the highway sound-after ten long years I know
The songs of all the highways and the way the billboards rhyme
The way the wheels beat out the bass so I don't lose no time
When I'm drivin' on home, ridin' the rhythm of the road

I'm drivin' on a U.S. highway and a song, stretchin' my imagination
If the engine gets too hot or the gas gets low I just change the radio station
I gotta get this rig to Virginia, sixty-five is just too slow
I've got a thousand miles behind me and a thousand more to go
On my way back home, ridin' the rhythm of the road

Well Smokey pulls me over, and he's ugly, mean and huge
He said son, what're you on? I said it's a song about Baton Rouge
He said I know that's a toe-tapper, so I'm lettin' you go (This time)
I said thank you kindly officer I'll try and watch my speed
But then I dropped the clutch and left him in the dust up to his knees
And I'm drivin' on home, ridin' the rhythm of the road

I'm drivin' on a U.S. highway and a song, stretchin' my imagination
If the engine gets too hot or the gas gets low I just change the radio station
I gotta get this rig to Virginia, sixty-five is just too slow
I've got a thousand miles behind me and a thousand more to go
On my way back home, ridin' the rhythm of the road
Yeah I'm drivin' on home, ridin' the rhythm of the road