Gasoline & Gravel

Verse 1

Mud on the tires, blood on my knuckles

Small-town rules always tried to muzzle

Daddy said “son, keep your head down low”

But I learned real quick that ain’t how I roll

Pre-Chorus

Every red light feels like a cage

Every preacher’s got something to say

Chorus

I’m burning gasoline on a gravel road

Radio loud, let the speakers explode

Middle finger up to the county line

Yeah, I live fast, drink hard, cross that line

If I go down, I go down full throttle

With rock in my veins and fire in the bottle

Verse 2

She’s got boots that bite and a rebel grin

Says “boy, you’re trouble,” I say “jump in”

Friday night thunder in a beat-up Ford

Six-pack faith and a rusty chord

Pre-Chorus

We don’t pray much, but we believe

In loud guitars and freedom screams

Chorus

I’m burning gasoline on a gravel road

Radio loud, let the speakers explode

Middle finger up to the county line

Yeah, I live fast, drink hard, cross that line

If I go down, I go down full throttle

With rock in my veins and fire in the bottle

Bridge (breakdown)

They can keep their white-picket dreams

I want dirt under my sins

No apologies, no excuse

Just a full tank and nothing to lose

Guitar Solo

(Dirty southern slide into heavy riff)

Chorus (final – louder)

I’m burning gasoline on a gravel road

Hear that V8 howl like a rebel’s oath

Born too wild to toe that line

Yeah, I live fast, drink hard, cross that line

When the dust settles and the night explodes

They’ll remember my name on that gravel road

Outro

Engine screaming, stars collide

No rearview, nowhere to hide

If this is wrong, I don’t wanna be right

I was born for the fire and the Friday night