Barrels and Wheels

Barrels on ice and a truck full of dreams

Dusty old road under moonlight beams

Six strings humming and the shotgun gleams

Life ain't pretty but it's better than it seems

Beer in my hand and the road's my guide

Guns for the trouble that I can't hide

Trucks kicking dust where the wild winds ride

Living this life with a reckless stride

A bottle cap spins like a wheel of fate

Rusted tailgate's where I contemplate

Every scar on my soul every twist of late

Outrunning demons that I can't debate

Steel strings cry and the highway moans

Tires on gravel singing undertones

Echoes of freedom in the rolling stones

A life of my own with no borrowed loans

Beer in my hand and the road's my guide

Guns for the trouble that I can't hide

Trucks kicking dust where the wild winds ride

Living this life with a reckless stride

Night's closing in but the fire still burns

Lessons from the road are the ones I’ve earned

Through the smoke and the whiskey the world turns

For the barrels and wheels my heart still yearns