Racing the Reaper

[Verse]
Eighteen wheels on a midnight run,
Diesel hummin', load weighin' a ton.
The road stretches out like a sinner's prayer,
But the devil's in the rearview, and he's still there.
[Chorus]
I'm racin' the reaper, burnin' my soul,
Chasin' the paper, payin' the toll.
Every mile's a gamble, every breath feels thin,
I don't know where I'm goin', but I can't let him win.
[Verse 2]
Coffee's black, but my eyes won't stay wide,
The white lines blur like tears I've cried.
CB chatter talkin' storms up ahead,
But it ain't the weather that's fillin' me with dread.
[Prechorus]
The load's too heavy, the night's too long,
My heart beats shaky, but I keep rollin' on.
[Chorus]
I'm racin' the reaper, burnin' my soul,
Chasin' the paper, payin' the toll.
Every mile's a gamble, every breath feels thin,
I don't know where I'm goin', but I can't let him win.
[Bridge]
There's a photo on the dash, it's faded and torn,
Of a woman I loved, of a life I mourn.
But this highway's a mistress, she don't let go,
She pulls you deeper with her endless flow.

slide dobro, country blues, country, and a driving rhythm with a haunting male vocal tone, raw acoustic guitar, gritty country blues