"Fourth of July," by Shooter Jennings:

    Alone with the morning burning red in the canvas in my head
    Painting a picture of you
    And me driving across country, in a dusty old RV
    Just the road and its majesty
    And I'm looking at you with the world in the rear view

    Chorus
    You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat
    Looking at me, telling me you love me, and your happy to be,
    With me on the 4th of July
    We sang Stranglehold to the stereo
    Couldn't take no more of that rock n roll
    So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along

    Those white lines get drawn into the sun if you aint got no one
    To keep you hanging on
    And there you were like a queen with your nightgown,
    Riding shotgun from town to town
    Staking a claim on the world we found
    And I'm singing to you, your singing to me ,you were out of the blue to a boy like me

    Chorus
    You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat
    Looking at me, telling me you love me, and your happy to be,
    With me on the 4th of July
    We sang Stranglehold to the stereo
    Couldn't take no more of that rock n roll
    So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along
    and im looking for you in the silence that we share

    Chorus
    You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat
    Looking at me, telling me you love me, and your happy to be,
    With me on the 4th of July
    We sang Stranglehold to the stereo
    Couldn't take no more of that rock n roll
    So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along