I'd Rather Ride Around With You - Reba McEntire

My cousin’s gettin' married at the Methodist church

That’s why I stayed home from work

I’m supposed to hold the flowers

When the new bride kisses the groom

That’s what I’m supposed to do

So what are we doin' with the windows rolled down

Twenty five passionate miles from town

I love her like a sister baby but to tell the truth

I’d rather ride around with you

The guy she’s gonna marry’s got money to burn

His daddy’s a partner in some big law firm

Yeah that’s how they’re goin'

To Hawaii on their honeymoon

First class to Honolulu

She ain’t never even set foot on a jet

I’m a little bit jealous I confess

I’d like to fly to Hawaii

But honey if I had to choose

I’d rather ride around with you

I don’t care where this road goes

No I don’t wanna turn around

Let go of the wheel feel the wind blow

Don’t even think about slowin' down

They’re tyin' tin cans to the back of the car

Wonderin' where in the world we are

The preacher’s done prayin'

And the couple’s done sayin' I do

That could be me and you

There’s way too many decisions to make

The length of the dress

The layers on the cake

One of these days I might get married too

But I’d rather ride around with you

I’d rather ride around with you

I’d rather ride around with you