G I got the radio blastin', I got the windows rolled down D G D and I'm cruisin' these backroads on the outskirts of town G and I can feel the wind a'blowin', hear the big engines wind D G G When I'm cruisin' these backroads all my troubles are behind D G Well, when I woke up this mornin', well, I took me a look outside D G It was plain to see it was one of those days that are made for takin' a ride C G So I went downstairs, cleared me head with coffee and cigarettes D G and when it hit me right there then my mind was set D G well, I phoned work and told them they're gonna be a man short today D G I got the Sunday day blues, there's only one thing thats gonna make them go away C G So, I went out and I climbed in to my big ole Chevrolet C D And with the turn of the key and a cloud of dust I was on my way I got the radio blastin', I got the windows rolled down and I'm cruisin' these backroads on the outskirts of town and I can feel the wind a'blowin', and hear the big engine wind When I'm cruisin' these backroads all my troubles are behind Well, maybe I did, maybe didn't go and loose my job today but you can take my cares, take my worries and blow them all away well, there comes a time in every man's life when he's got to break free I got four good wheels and an endless road just out in front of me I got the radio blastin', I got the windows rolled down and I'm cruisin' these backroads on the outskirts of town and I can feel the wind a'blowin', hear the big engine wind When I'm cruisin' these backroads all my troubles are behind I got the radio blastin', I got the windows rolled down and I'm cruisin' these backroads on the outskirts of town and I can feel the wind a'blowin', hear the big engine wind When I'm cruisin' these backroads all my troubles are behind