That old detroit engine was out and humming

That worn out coat of red paint will leave us something

We parked out in the young rule

We held on and stretched out the night

And I wouldn't trade that first kiss for nothing.

We might rest and we might beg

Gonna put a lot of miles on the gas gauge

We might hit a dead end road

We might bend and we might break

But we'll keep on rolling down the highway

Slow and steady as we go

Like that beat up bronco.

Yeah, that heater, it's been broken since you wronged it

And anybody else, they would've sold it

But I don't mind the cold, to tell the truth

I just stay close to you and that feeling

Feels so damn good, baby, don't it?

We might rest and we might beg

Gonna put a lot of miles on the gas gauge

We might hit a dead end road

We might bend and we might break

But we'll keep on rolling down the highway

Slow and steady as we go

Like that beat up bronco.

Beat up bronco.

Now I am home in motor wheels

Need you less, made of steel

That's just like us.

We might rest and we might beg

Gonna put a lot of miles on the gas gauge

We might hit a dead end road

We might bend and we might break

But we'll keep on rolling down the highway

Slow and steady as we go

Like that beat up bronco.