Today (Feb. 1), Sam Hunt released his new single, “Body Like a Back Road,” a tune he co-wrote with Zach Crowell, Josh Osborne and Shane McAnally. The single is part of Sam’s plan to release new music as he finishes it, instead of delaying the release to make it part of a larger project.
“As I write these songs, I don’t want to sit on them for as long as it takes me to finish a record before I put them out, so I’m just going to try to put them out as I write them and finish them,” says Sam to NCD. “As quick as I can get them done, I’ll be shooting them out.
“[“Body Like a Back Road”] is a lighthearted song that was a lot of fun to write. I’ve been writing songs over the past, I guess, year and a half, trying to conceptualize a new record and it kinda started taking a heavy direction, and I sat down at one point and was like, ‘OK, I’m gonna lighten this up a little bit, it needs a lighter flair.’ [“Body Like a Back Road”] sort of swings, and hopefully it’s easy to listen to and will put a smile on some folks’ faces.
“I wrote it with my producer Zach Crowell, Josh Osborne and Shane McAnally. [I wrote] it after I got engaged. I connect music to the emotions that come from relationships, so most of the songs that I write are inspired by those circumstances, emotions, feelings, all that kind of stuff.”
Check out the new song below.
Sam Hunt “Body Like A Back Road”
Written by Sam Hunt, Zach Crowell, Josh Osborne & Shane McAnally
Produced by Zach Crowell
Got a girl from the Southside
Got braids in her hair
First time I seen her walk by
’Bout fell up out my chair
Had to get her number
Took me like 6 weeks
Now me and her go way back
Like Cadillac seats
Chorus:
Body like a back road
Could drive it with my eyes closed
I know every curve like the back of my hand
Doin’ 15 in a 30
I ain’t in no hurry
I’ma take it slow just as fast as I can
The way she fit in them blue jeans
She don’t need no belt
But I can turn ’em inside out
I don’t need no help
Got hips like honey
So thick and so sweet
Ain’t no curves like hers
On them downtown streets
(Repeat Chorus)
We’re out here in the boondocks
With the breeze and the birds
Tangled up in the tall grass
With my lips on hers
On a highway to Heaven
Headed south of her smile
Get there when we get there
Every inch is a mile
(Repeat Chorus)
I’m take it slow just as fast I can
