[Verse 1]
Got a ’98 Ram 1500
Rust on the rocker
Duct tape chrome
Bench seat cracked
Old cassette humming
But she always drags me home
Air freshener swinging like a trophy
CB chatter
Dust in my teeth
City boys laugh at my bald mud tires
Till they’re stuck up to the headlights
Screaming for relief (hey!)
[Chorus]
In my ’98 Ram in the dunes
Kicking up sand
Chasing that moon
Running wide open
Heart like a Chevy on red
Trying to be Richard Petty with a ball cap instead
Me and my buddies
Raising that dirt and fumes
In my ’98 Ram in the dunes
[Verse 2]
Got a faded sticker from some ‘80s band
Dad left the tape in the glove box years ago
We blast those riffs through busted speakers
Like it’s ’84 on a Friday show
City boys talking ‘bout skyline condos
I’m talking tailgates
Tan lines
Scars
They got suits
I got sunburned knuckles
Old rock dreams and a sky full of stars
[Chorus]
In my ’98 Ram in the dunes
Kicking up sand
Chasing that moon
Running wide open
Heart like a Chevy on red
Trying to be Richard Petty with a ball cap instead
Me and my buddies
Raising that dirt and fumes
In my ’98 Ram in the dunes
[Bridge]
Headlights off
We ghost ride the ridge
Laughing so hard we can’t stand
They say “grow up
” I say “maybe”
But not while there’s gas in this can
Trying to live like the ‘80s ain’t gone
Stonewashed dreams in a small-town song
If I never make it off this sand and sky
At least I burned it bright
Not wondering why (woah)
[Chorus]
In my ’98 Ram in the dunes
Kicking up sand
Chasing that moon
Running wide open
Heart like a Chevy on red
Trying to be Richard Petty with a ball cap instead
Me and my buddies
Raising that dirt and fumes
Yeah
I’ll die proud with these dust-filled lungs
In my ’98 Ram in the dunes