Lyrics to '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 your dresses and I fixed the door

We had to keep it under 55

Any faster, 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 in Jersey

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 in Jersey

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

We weren't even phased

In our Winnebago

Oh, yeah



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



When I think about me and you

When I think about me and you

Oh