From The Titty To The City

[Verse 1]
Midnight line on the interstate
Coffee cup, one more plate
Got a full load, sweet white gold
Cooler hummin', roads run cold
Faded ball cap, old-school feel
Fifty-five feet of chrome and steel
Eighteen wheels on a blacktop song
Forty-four ton just rollin' on
[Chorus]
Big ballin' dairy haulin'
From the titty to the city, yeah they keep on callin'
Country cowboy, ridin' that line
Tail lights glowin' in a smoky sky
From the farmyard mud to the downtown pretty
I'm big ballin' dairy haulin'
From the titty to the city
[Verse 2]
Barn lights fade in my rearview glass
Silage dust on this diesel gas
Radio low, just me and the road
Countin' white lines, countin' my loads
Got a picture of my baby on the dash
Dreamin' 'bout that hometown cash
Every mile’s one more hill
For that tank and that tanker I fill
[Chorus]
Big ballin' dairy haulin'
From the titty to the city, yeah they keep on callin'
Country cowboy, ridin' that line
Tail lights glowin' in a smoky sky
From the farmyard mud to the downtown pretty
I'm big ballin' dairy haulin'
From the titty to the city (oh, from the titty to the city)

country, Laid-back modern country groove with a smooth swing, brushed snare and warm bass, telecaster twang doing tasteful fills. Male vocals with a relaxed drawl, stacked harmonies on the hook. Steel guitar slides paint the highway mood; subtle organ pad opens the chorus. Energy cruises like a late-night haul: mellow verses, big singalong chorus, then eased-out outro., smooth