Attilio's got a new ride

Attilio's got a new ride, shiny and white A Toyota crossover, gleaming in the morning light Ready for the wide open spaces far and wide He's got that freedom feelin' deep inside Down the dusty roads and the country trails Through the fields of gold and the Midwest gales He's hittin' every byway, no destination, no plan Just him and his Toyota in this wide open land Cruisin' through the heartland, miles rollin' by Gravel kickin' up dust, 'neath that big blue sky Attilio's new ride, ready to roam Toyota crossover, makin' the highway home From the mountain tops to the valley below That crossover's hummin', like a river flow Wind in his hair, sun on his face In that white Toyota, he's found his place Every turning road, every small town sign Attilio's now a traveler on the endless county line With every tank of gas, every mile of open road He's writing his own story, a chapter unfolds