Loading…
Lyrics
[Verse]
Rolling down this lonesome highway, tires hum a mournful tune,
A coffee and a chili dog, they came back way too soon.
The sign said "Next Stop: Nowhere," oh Lord, I clenched my seat,
I'm 100 miles from a bathroom, and I’m praying for relief.
[Chorus]
Oh, the road is long, the struggle’s real, my stomach’s in a fight,
Every bump and every pothole keeps me holding on tight.
With a banjo picking sorrow, and a fiddle crying grief,
I'm 100 miles from a bathroom, and I’m praying for relief.
[Verse]
Saw a gas station in the distance, but the sign read “Restroom Broke,”
I cursed my luck and gripped the wheel; this ain’t no kind of joke.
The wind outside is howling, but it ain’t as loud as me,
Begging for a pit stop under this endless Tennessee.
[Chorus]
Oh, the road is long, the struggle’s real, my stomach’s in a fight,
Every bump and every pothole keeps me holding on tight.
With a banjo picking sorrow, and a fiddle crying grief,
I'm 100 miles from a bathroom, and I’m praying for relief.
[Bridge]
A tumbleweed rolls past me, like it’s mocking my own plight,
I’d trade my truck for a Porta-John, just for one blessed night.
The CB radio’s crackling, the truckers laugh and tease,
“Keep on rollin’, brother, just don’t stop among the trees!”
[Verse]
Finally saw a rest stop sign, a beacon shining bright,
Pulled in fast, ran like the wind, oh what a blessed sight.
The moral of this story, for all you drivers bold,
Always check your route ahead, and mind what food you hold.
Details
GeneratedJun 28, 2025
Duration3:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, country, acoustic, comedy, country western, comedic, banjo, fiddle
Credits
Prompt by
OnsiHumma
OnsiHummaModelAria v4
Prompt
Comedy song a a truck driver looking for a bathroom 100 miles from nowhere, country western, with fiddle and banjos
