Released: March 18, 2016
Songwriter: Justin Lantz Corey Crowder Kane Brown
Producer: Matthew McVaney
Just a slow down small town
Just a deep south home crowd
With nothing to do and nothing to lose
The same old paper and same old news
We'd ride around 10:30 on a Friday
We'd hurry to a parkin lot
With all our friends
Turning up the heat when
We finally made it to the weekend
We put the gas to the floor
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Two-lane highway rolling
With no one around, slowing us down
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
Dials wide open
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
She was made for the fast lane
She was more than just a pretty face
First time lover, we spent that summer
Doing nothing but getting away
We put the gas to the floor
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Two-lane highway rolling
With no one around, slowing us down
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
Dials wide open
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
We put the gas to the floor
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Two-lane highway rolling
With no one around, slowing us down
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
Dials wide open
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
(Just a slow down small town)
Wide open
(Just a deep south home crowd)
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
Wide open
Just a deep south home crowd
With nothing to do and nothing to lose
The same old paper and same old news
We'd ride around 10:30 on a Friday
We'd hurry to a parkin lot
With all our friends
Turning up the heat when
We finally made it to the weekend
We put the gas to the floor
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Two-lane highway rolling
With no one around, slowing us down
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
Dials wide open
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
She was made for the fast lane
She was more than just a pretty face
First time lover, we spent that summer
Doing nothing but getting away
We put the gas to the floor
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Two-lane highway rolling
With no one around, slowing us down
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
Dials wide open
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
We put the gas to the floor
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Two-lane highway rolling
With no one around, slowing us down
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
Dials wide open
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
(Just a slow down small town)
Wide open
(Just a deep south home crowd)
She didn't care where we were going
As long as we were going wide open
Wide open
more tracks from the album
From the album
- Chapter 1 - EP (2016)
Kane Brown popular songs
- What Ifs
- Heaven
- Homesick
- Good As You
- Lose It
- For My Daughter
- Lost in the Middle of Nowhere
- What’s Mine Is Yours
- Worship You
- Found You
- Better Place
- Worldwide Beautiful
- Like a Rodeo
- Used to Love You Sober
- One Night Only
- One Mississippi
- It Ain’t You It’s Me
- Live Forever
- Learning
- Short Skirt Weather
- Weekend
- Forgetting Is the Hardest Part
- Comeback
- Hometown