Painting a picture of you
Ground cross country in a dusty old RV
Just the road and its majesty
With the world in the rear view
sitting in the front seat
Looking at me, telling me you love me
With me on the 4th of July
We sang, sang along to the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll
So we put on a little George Jones
Like a queen in your nightgown
Riding shotgun from town to town
Staking a claim on the world we found
You were out of the blue to a boy like me
You were pleased with me,
sitting in the front seat
Looking at me, telling me you love me
And you're happy to be with me
We sang, sang along to the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll
So we put on a little George Jones
In the silence that we share
You were pretty as can be
Sitting in the front seat
And you're happy to be with me
We sang stranglehold to the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll
So we put on a little Joe Jones
He stopped loving her today
They placed a reaper upon his door
Soon they'll carry him away,
but he stopped loving her
When do you, when are we going to get paid for this,
