Swingin' doors. Neon lights. Hardwood floors. It's Saturday night. Got on my dancing boots. I've got a cold Lonestar. I've got a two steppin' mind. And a honky tonk heart.
And there's a road, a winding road that never ends. Full of curves, lessons learned at every bend. Goin's rough unlike the straight and narrow. . It's for those who go against the grain.