I wanna drive until my cell phone
Runs out of range and every bar is gone
Cut through the woods another hundred miles
And disappear for a while

I wanna hear raindrops fallin' down on an old tin roof
I wanna find a front porch rail and prop up my travelin' boots
See your silhouette in that firelight
Feel your body lyin' next to mine
Spend a few days together alone
And just lay low

I wanna end up nowhere on a map
A little cabin sittin' so far back
Out in the country
Just the moon and stars
Are gonna know where we are

I wanna hear raindrops fallin' down on an old tin roof
I wanna find a front porch rail and prop up my travelin' boots
See your silhouette in that firelight
Feel your body lyin' next to mine
Spend a few days together alone
And just lay low

Just lay low, slow it down (Just lay low)
Girl, let's go and get outta town
I wanna hear raindrops fallin' down

I wanna hear raindrops fallin' down on an old tin roof
I wanna find a front porch rail and prop up my travelin' boots
See your silhouette in that firelight
Feel your body lyin' next to mine
Spend a few days together alone
And just lay low

Oh and just lay low
Just lay low

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Writer(s): Mark Nesler, Ross Copperman, Tony Martin