I'm gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

I'm lookin' down the barrel of Friday night
And ridin' on a river of freeway lights
Goodbye city, I'm country-bound
'til Monday rolls around

Gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Going back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

Workin' in the grind is an uphill road
Punchin' that clock, and carryin' that load
I bust it all week, and then I'm free
The weekend belongs to me

I'm gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Going back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

So come on,
Give me some fresh air, give me that farm
Give me some time with you in my arms
Far away from the hustle and the pressure and the noise

Gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Going back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul, you betcha

Gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Going back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul, where the blacktop ends

Where the blacktop ends
Where the blacktop ends
Where the blacktop ends


-Keith Urban