Second gen

(Verse 1)
Rollin’ out the driveway, sun hittin’ that hood just right,
’01 chrome shining like a torch in the Florida night.
Old school rumble from a block built tough,
Ain’t the fastest on the highway, but she’s always been enough.

(Pre-Chorus)
Bench seat memories, dirt-road dreams,
Mud on the tires and a tank full of gasoline—
She’s a little worn down, but she’s all I am…

(Chorus)
In my Second Gen Ram,
Where the country roads meet the hard-worked hands.
Got a Cummins growl or a gasser’s bark,
Either way she fires up strong in the dark.
From the jobsite days to the Saturday nights,
She’s carried every hope I had.
Yeah, life just hits different
In a Second Gen Ram.

(Verse 2)
Clear coat fading but the soul’s still clean,
Dash might crack but she still feels mean.
Tailgate dented from a long week’s load,
A thousand stories in the rust she holds.

(Pre-Chorus)
Ain’t a truck like this rollin’ off lines now,
Built like steel with a stubborn kind of proud—
She keeps pullin’ on like only she can…

(Chorus)
In my Second Gen Ram,
Where the country roads meet the hard-worked hands.
Got a Cummins growl or a gasser’s bark,
Either way she fires up strong in the dark.
From the jobsite days to the Saturday nights,
She’s carried every hope I had.
Yeah, life just hits different
In a Second Gen Ram.

(Bridge)
Windows down, that whistle sings,
Turbo spoolin’, freedom rings.
Ain’t trading her in, no matter the miles—
She’s my backbone, grit, and style.

(Final Chorus)
In my Second Gen Ram,
Where the dust kicks up and the good times stand.
Long as she’s runnin’, I ain’t lookin’ back,
She’s my history, my heart, my whole damn path.
From the first light dawn to the last day’s span—
I’ll ride forever
In my Second Gen Ram.

Rock