[Intro]
Dust kicks up behind the wheels, memories ride along,
On that gravel road, where we learned to be strong.
[Verse 1]
Born on a gravel road in the back of an S-10,
Five-speed Chevy truck, my heart’s a true friend.
County blues, it’s what I rep, till the day I die,
Me and my brother, hitting life, like we're flying high.
[Pre-Chorus]
Fields of green and our laughter, echoing in the night,
Mudding through the memories, nothing quite feels right.
[Chorus]
Gone, gone, gone like dust in a storm,
Where freedom rings, and hearts are warm.
Wind in our hair, racing down the line,
In that old truck, everything feels fine.
[Verse 2]
Drinking under stars, cousin up a storm,
Fighting our battles, where the wild ones are born.
Running from the law, on those winding back roads,
Living for the moment, carrying no heavy loads.
[Pre-Chorus]
Bounding like the wild deer, through the pine and the oak,
Brotherhood unbroken, with every laugh and joke.
[Chorus]
Gone, gone, gone like dust in a storm,
Where freedom rings, and hearts are warm.
Wind in our hair, racing down the line,
In that old truck, everything feels fine.
[Bridge]
Now I look back, with the sun setting low,
Those gravel roads, they taught us to grow.
Every mud-splattered story, every tear and laugh,
We are the echoes, the legends on this path.
[Chorus]
Gone, gone, gone like dust in a storm,
Where freedom rings, and hearts are warm.
Wind in our hair, racing down the line,
In that old truck, everything feels fine.
[Outro]
So raise a toast to the nights that never end,
To the backroads and memories, where we’ve all been.
With the spirit of the highway, forever in our bones,
We’ll drive away hter, echoing in the night,
Mudding through the memories, nothing quite feels right.
[Chorus]
Gone, gone, gone like dust in a storm,
Where freedom rings, and hearts are warm.
Wind in our hair, racing down the line,
In that old truck, everything feels fine.
[Verse 2]
Drinking under stars, cussin up a storm,
Fighting our battles, where the wild ones are born.
Running from the law, on those winding back roads,
Living for the moment, carrying no heavy loads.
[Pre-Chorus]
Bounding like the wild deer, through the pine and the oak,
Brotherhood unbroken, with every laugh and joke.
[Chorus]
Gone, gone, gone like dust in a storm,
Where freedom rings, and hearts are warm.
Wind in our hair, racing down the line,
In that old truck, everything feels fine.
[Bridge]
Now I look back, with
Every mud-splattered story, every tear and laugh,
We are the echoes, the legends on this path.
[Chorus]
Gone, gone, gone, Gone, gone, gonnnne were were just dust in a storm floatin freely in the wind
Where freedom screams , and our engines roar
Wind in our hair, racing down the line,
In that dirt trucks, everything feels right
[Outro]
So raise a toast to the nights that never end,
To the backroads and memories, where we’ve all been.
With the spirit of the highway, forever in our bones,
We’ll drive away together, never feel alone.
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