Tekster: Rhett Akins. Friday Night in Dixie. Where The Blacktop Ends.

Call me computer illiterate
Red neck dot com on the internet
I don't need it if I can't find it in my head

Just give me my pickup and a [Incomprehensible]
A blanket, my baby and a fishing hole
And head on after where life begins
Down where the black top ends


Look in the rear view, smile away flying by
Watch it all disappear as the dust flies
Rip it off and never look back again


I can't think of any place I'd rather be
Middle of nowhere with her beside me
Snuggle up by the fire on the river bed
Down where the black top ends


We've been pounding the pavement
And saving up enough for a down payment
On a little house in the woods startin' over again
Down where the black top ends


Now some say we're out of our minds
Well, I'd say that they're right and that is why we
Don't need a telephone, fax or a time clock
We just paint our last name on the mail box
If you need us feel free to just drop on in


When you need to get a way, you're welcome anytime
Leave your hustle and your bustle on the other side
Get back at the world ride holiday inn
Down where the black top ends


We've been pounding the pavement
And saving up enough for a down payment
On a little house in the woods startin' over again
Down where the black top ends


Yeah, we're down where the black top ends
Where life begins
Down where the black top ends