Chase Rice - Bench Seat

You were pretty beat up when I took ya in
But you've come a long way since way back when
Now one of my favorite things to do
Is hop in the truck and we'd just cruise

And we roll the windows down
You're right there in that bench seat next to me
There's a smell of fresh cut grass
Mr. Reynolds waves as we roll past
State Road 44
First light, a right, it's the best view in Tennessee
And then I'll say I saved your life
Oh, but I know that's a lie between
You, me and a bench seat

Can't beat a Sunday drive, just me and you
Now it's us plus her, man, it's pretty cool
Add a little man in, that's a family
Every now and again it's just you and me

And we roll the windows down
You're right there in that bench seat next to me
There's a smell of fresh cut grass
Mr. Reynolds waves as we roll past
State Road 44
First light, a right, it's the best view in Tennessee
And then I'll say I saved your life
Oh, but I know that's a lie between
You, me and a bench seat

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

I always knew this day would come
Just thought I'd be the first called home
You're little boy and her, don't ya worry 'bout them
I've got 'em from now, see ya soon, my friend

And we'll roll the windows down
You'll be right there in that bench seat next to me
There's a smell of fresh cut grass
Mr. Reynolds waves as we roll past
State Road 44
First light, a right, it's the best view in Tennessee
And then I'll say I saved your life
Oh, but I know that's a lie between
You, me and a bench seat
You saved mine

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Chase Rice

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