50 tons and wide open throttles

Verse 1
Sun ain’t up but the pit lights glow,
Diesel breath in the morning cold,
Steel-toed boots hit gravel hard,
Radio crackle, punch the card.
Oil-stained hands on a worn-out wheel,
That turbo whine’s the only thing I feel,
Chain locked tight, load sittin’ tall,
One look back—yeah, we’re haulin’ it all.
Pre-Chorus
Boss man says “take it easy tonight,”
But this road don’t care if it’s wrong or right.
Chorus
🎶 50 tons & wide open throttles,
Pedal to the floor, breakin’ all the bottles,
Of sweat and time in this blue-collar grind,
Big wheels rollin’ like the devil’s behind.
From the pit to the scale, no second chances,
Diesel prayers and steel romances,
Yeah we live it hard, yeah we live it loud—
50 tons & wide open throttles 🎶
Verse 2
Mud on the frame, dust in my teeth,
Night shift ghosts ridin’ shotgun with me,
RPMs climb like a heartbeat fast,
Mirror full of smoke, don’t look back.
Every mile paid in busted knuckles,
Payday dreams and sleepless struggles,
If it shakes, rattles, screams, or groans,
That’s just a song from the load I own.
Pre-Chorus
They say slow down, live a little longer,
But heavy metal just makes me stronger.
Chorus
🎶 50 tons & wide open throttles,
Torque talk louder than empty promises,
Gravel sings when the tires bite down,
King of the haul on a dead-end town.
From first light push to last call bottle,
Life’s full send—no half-throttle,
Yeah we earn every scar, every dollar—
50 tons & wide open throttles 🎶
Bridge
If it blows, we wrench it,
If it breaks, we bend it back,
Ain’t no trophy for the careful ones,
Just a paycheck and a blacktop track.
Breakdown (Half-Time)
No governor dreams, just a redline prayer,
Load so heavy even fate won’t stare.
Final Chorus
🎶 50 tons & wide open throttles,
Fire in the pipes, thunder in the bottles,
Of cheap gas station coffee and pride,
We don’t slow down—we just survive.
When the sun comes up and the dust settles,
Names carved deep into worn-out metals,
Yeah remember us when the road goes hollow—
50 tons & wide open throttles 🎶
Outro
Key off, ticks cool in the midnight air,
Another run down, another cross to bear,
Tomorrow’s call’ll hit full throttle—
Same damn life… wouldn’t trade it for a dollar.

Hard