“White Dust Deadline”
(Verse 1)
Sun ain’t up but the chrome still gleamin’
Fired up that Kenworth W900, diesel demon
Straight pipe thunder rollin’ through the yard
Barite in the hopper, forty-eight thousand hard
Dispatch on the radio say “son you gotta fly”
Mud engineer waitin’ and the bit’s about to try
Oilfield heartbeat poundin’ through the floor
Got that long nose pointed where the derricks roar
(Pre-Chorus)
Coffee in a thermos, gravel in my teeth
Deadlines in the oil patch don’t believe in sleep
(Chorus)
I’m hammer down, white dust risin’
Barite load and the clock’s not smilin’
Mud tanks empty and the drill won’t spin
If I don’t roll that weight back in
Chrome stacks singin’ like a midnight choir
Jake brake cryin’ comin’ off that wire
Rig lights glowin’ like a Texas sunrise
And I’m racin’ that clock with diesel in my eyes
(Verse 2)
Blacktop hummin’ under eighteen wheels
CB chatter talkin’ ‘bout the oilfield deals
Company man callin’ askin’ where I’m at
“Two miles out boss, got a heavy white sack”
Dust on my boots and grease on my hands
This ain’t no city boy Instagram
This is red dirt roads and iron will
Keep them rigs alive on a barite fill
(Pre-Chorus)
Windshield bugs and a logbook line
Every mile closer to that drillin’ time
(Chorus)
I’m hammer down, white dust risin’
Barite load and the clock’s not smilin’
Mud tanks empty and the drill won’t spin
If I don’t roll that weight back in
Chrome stacks singin’ like a midnight choir
Jake brake cryin’ comin’ off that wire
Rig lights glowin’ like a Texas sunrise
And I’m racin’ that clock with diesel in my eyes
(Bridge)
Derrick standin’ tall like a steel-bone cross
Roughnecks waitin’, countin’ on the boss
I back that rig where the shaker shakes
Air brakes hiss and the whole pad wakes
White powder pourin’ like a ghost in the light
Another trucker savin’ drillin’ tonight
(Final Chorus)
Hammer down, white dust risin’
Barite load and the clock’s not smilin’
Mud tanks full and the drill starts singin’
Hear that iron heartbeat ringin’
Kenworth idle in the rig yard glow
Another long haul done down the road
Sun creeps up through the oilfield skies
And I wipe that diesel from my tired eyes
(Outro)
Yeah that W900 coolin’ while the rigs all roar…
And tomorrow that white dust run’s comin’ back for more. 🚛💨
durand
