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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The white lines blur under my wheels tonight,
A thermos of coffee, a load and a fight.
Got your picture taped on the dash, staring through,
But the pills in my pocket know I’m running from you.
[Verse 2]
The steel guitar hums like a lonesome old friend,
Each mile on this highway feels closer to the end.
The CB chatter just masks the pain,
Lonely truck stops, and a mind full of rain.
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m hauling a heart that’s been shattered to rust,
With a tank full of sorrow and a soul full of dust.
If the road is my church, Lord, it’s wearing me thin,
I’m racing these demons that I’ll never outrun again.
[Verse 3]
The fiddle cries out as the stars disappear,
Another long highway, another case of beer.
I swore off your love for the devil’s embrace,
But every small town just echoes your face.
[Verse 4]
The weigh station lights cast shadows on my guilt,
Each pill that I take tears down what you built.
Your goodbye still stings like a runaway rig,
And my mind’s a canyon where the memories dig.
[Bridge]
There's a loneliness that only truckers can know,
On roads where the frost never softens below.
But I’d give up these miles, the wheels and the strife,
For a chance to turn back and reroute my whole life.
Details
GeneratedMay 17, 2025
Duration3:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, steel guitar, fiddle, 1970s country, male vocals, melodic
Credits
Prompt by
TexZn
TexZnModelAria v4
Prompt
70’s country song about a truck driver with a broken heart, and a drug problem. With steel guitar and fiddle
