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Doug Folkins
Doug Folkins
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Doug Folkins
Doug Folkins
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Troy Castellano
Troy Castellano
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John David Shelburne
John David Shelburne
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Lyrics

Cranking up those six by nines all way to 11
Rolling through that countryside, a little bit heartland heaven
Passing by those small-town signs, little mile markers flying by 1-49
I think about you everytime “Cherry Bomb” comes on my radio dial
Come on baby make it hurt so good
I can still see you riding shotgun (crazy)
Memories burn like they should
Underneath that Indiana sunshine (baby)
Those days when you were my dashboard drummer
Way back that Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
I was a young man in a T-shirt listening to a rock and roll station
You were a Midwest girl, some kinda debutant falling for my reputation
You said I was gonna be president, I looked at you and I thought girl, you’re talkin’ crazy
Ah but ain't that America, and you were something to see, something to see yeah
Come on baby make it hurt so good
I can still see you riding shotgun (crazy)
Memories burn like they should
Underneath that Indiana sunshine (baby)
Those days when you were my dashboard drummer
Way back that Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
Come on baby make it hurt so good
I can still see you riding shotgun (crazy)
Memories burn like they should
Underneath that Indiana sunshine (baby)
Those days when you were my dashboard drummer
Yeah those were the days when you were still my dashboard drummer
Way back that Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
Mellencamp Summer uh oh oh
Written by: Doug Folkins, John David Shelburne, Troy Castellano
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