[Verse 1]
Dust kicks up like a whispered tale,
Gravel spittin' from the worn-out trail.
Morning sun paints the hills with gold,
This four-wheel drive’s got stories untold.
[Chorus]
Four-wheel dreams, out where the road bends,
Chasing the sky where the gravel ends.
It’s freedom roaring, it’s a lonesome cry,
Living my life on a four-wheel drive.
[Verse 2]
Creek bed's shallow, but the rocks run deep,
Tires grip tight where the mountains sleep.
Radio crackles, it’s an old friend’s tune,
Rolling through the woods 'neath a rising moon.
[Prechorus]
No map to guide me, no lines to stay,
Just the hum of the engine to light my way.
[Chorus]
Four-wheel dreams, out where the road bends,
Chasing the sky where the gravel ends.
It’s freedom roaring, it’s a lonesome cry,
Living my life on a four-wheel drive.
[Bridge]
Mud on the tires, stories in the stains,
Every scratch and dent’s a memory gained.
Through the storms and the quiet, I’ll always ride,
This old truck’s my heart, my home, my guide.