'72 Winnebago

Well, we picked it up in Kentucky, hitched it to my old Tacoma
 Silver and white with a long red stripe
 A little home away from home where
 You sewed the curtains and I patched the floor
 You hung up the dresses and I fixed the door
 We had to keep it under fifty-five
 Any faster and it'd rock from side to side
 We were tumbleweeds in Texas, Carolina in the rain
 Didn't know where we were going, and we liked it better that way
 We were boardwalk birds, we were Kansas fields of gold
 When I think about me and you, I see us in a '72 Winnebago
 Oh, yeah
 You were campfire lit, red wine lips, laughing in the face of a dream
 I was broke as a joke, heart full of hope
 Just glad to have you next to me
 You cut my hair on the side of the road
 You took me right where I wanted to go
 We were burning love at both ends
 Two hands out the window in the wind
 We were tumbleweeds in Texas, Carolina in the rain
 Didn't know where we were going, and we liked it better that way
 We were boardwalk birds, we were Kansas fields of gold
 When I think about me and you, I see us in a '72 Winnebago
 Alright, yeah
 We were dirt roads in Minnesota, desert skies in Santa Fe
 The real world tried to sink in, but we weren't even phased
 In our Winnebago
 Oh, yeah
 Sha-la-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
 We were tumbleweeds in Texas, Carolina in the rain
 Didn't know where we were going, and we liked it better that way
 We were boardwalk birds in Jersey, we were Kansas fields of gold
 When I think about me and you, I see us in a '72 Winnebago
 Sha-la-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
 When I think about me and you
 When I think about me and you
 Oh-oh