travel

softcountrydual

Soda Pop Symphony

Verse 1:
Cruisin’ down the road, got a soda in hand,
A fizzy little taste, oh, ain’t life grand.
Thousand miles to go, with no plans in sight,
Green hills rollin’ on, everything feels right.

Chorus:
Sippin’ that pop, let the troubles stop,
Bubbles rise high, watch ’em pop and drop.
No worries here, just a beat and a smile,
Happily driftin’ for another long mile.

Verse 2:
Blue lakes shimmer like a sky-top dream,
Reflecting all the places and the roads I’ve seen.
On the road again, with a sweet little tune,
Gonna sip this soda ’til the rise of the moon.

Chorus:
Sippin’ that pop, let the troubles stop,
Bubbles rise high, watch ‘em pop and drop.
Green country stretches, the path feels right,
Ridin’ down easy, into the soft sunlight.

Bridge:
So don’t worry, be happy, let the soda fizz play,
Rolling hills greet me in a breezy sway.
With each little mile, feel the weight lift free,
Just me, my ride, and a sweet symphony.

Outro:
So here’s to the road, to the taste, to the breeze,
To the journey that flows like a soda stream with ease.
One pop, one sip, on this beautiful day,
No need to rush, just rollin’ away.