Lifted

In a cloud of dust, I picked you up off your front porch
 My old truck was lifted
 That summer dress messing with my head
 Caught the wind just a little bit and lifted
 And it sure felt good (it sure felt good)
 You were holding my hand (you were holding my hand)
 Looking out over that hood (looking out over that hood)
 Singing John Mellencamp
 And we were high on nothing but living and loving
 Running down something called a dirt road dream
 Our own little world, one boy, one girl
 Seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze
 Lifted, like a song from a choir
 Lifted, like a flame from a raging fire
 Lifted
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 First kiss out under the stars
 I've kissed before but that old bar was lifted
 New spot, we found my old guitar
 You're dancing around with your arms lifted
 And you sang along like you'd never be gone
 And we were high on nothing but living and loving
 Running down something called a dirt road dream
 Our own little world, one boy, one girl
 Seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze
 Lifted, like a prayer from a sinner
 Lifted, checkered flag, finish line for the winner
 Lifted
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 And we were high on nothing but living and loving
 Running down something called a dirt road dream
 Our own little world, one boy, one girl
 Seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze
 Lifted, like a sail in the wind
 Lifted, girl let's go back again