[Verse 1]
Sun comes up on Archer County
Coffee in a paper cup
Badge shining on his shirt front
Boots kicked through the red dirt dust
Long stretch of old 79
Wichita Falls on the sign
Radio hums that static pray
Another long Texas day
[Chorus]
He’s ridin’ that line on Highway 79
From Archer County down to Wichita Falls
Takes it mile by mile, truck by truck, call by call
He knows every fence post, every curve in that road
When the world spins out, he’s the one that shows
Just a tired old highway patrol
Holdin’ this country together
[Verse 2]
Skid marks on hot black asphalt
Glass shining in the weeds
Lights rollin’ up on a bad wreck
He’s talkin’ soft through the screams
Hands steady on a shaking shoulder
“Son, just breathe, I’m here”
He’s seen too many white sheet mornings
Still he swallows down the fear
[Chorus]
He’s ridin’ that line on Highway 79
From Archer County down to Wichita Falls
Takes it mile by mile, truck by truck, call by call
He knows every fence post, every curve in that road
When the world spins out, he’s the one that shows
Just a worn-out highway patrol
Holdin’ this country together
[Bridge]
He dreams of a porch light
And a warm voice sayin’ “you’re home”
But there’s diesel in the distance
And a number on his phone (oh yeah)
So he tips that hat to the night sky
Says a prayer and he goes
[Chorus]
Still ridin’ that line on Highway 79
From Archer County down to Wichita Falls
Takes it mile by mile, truck by truck, call by call
He knows every fence post, every curve in that road
When the world spins out, he’s the one that shows
Daniel Crayton on patrol
Holdin’ this country together