[Verse 1]
Daddy’s name is still scratched in the glovebox door
A faded map and a coffee ring on the floor
He taught me how to check the oil before dawn
And how to keep rolling when the easy road’s gone
I was seventeen when he let me take the wheel
Couldn’t see past the hood, but I knew how it felt
That long nose pulling like a red-tailed kite
Toward a little more living by the end of the night
[Pre-Chorus]
He said, “Son, every mile has a price and a prize
Keep your hands steady and don’t lose your eyes”
[Chorus]
I’m following my old man’s footsteps down the line
Eighteen wheels and a restless heart keeping time
Chasing dreams through the wheat fields and the county rain
With his voice in the cab when I’m calling out my name
I may be hauling somebody else’s load tonight
But I’m carrying our hopes underneath these running lights
[Verse 2]
There’s a picture of Mama tucked behind the sun visor
And a note from my girl saying, “Come home when you’re able”
I pass the same grain bins he passed years ago
Where he’d pull off for breakfast and watch the sunrise grow
Some towns get smaller, some bills get tall
Some nights the dark feels longer than all
But I hear that old diesel settle into the grade
And remember every promise he ever made
[Pre-Chorus]
He said, “Son, you don’t need a straight line to get there
Just keep one good reason and a little faith to spare”
[Chorus]
I’m following my old man’s footsteps down the line
Eighteen wheels and a restless heart keeping time
Chasing dreams through the wheat fields and the county rain
With his voice in the cab when I’m calling out my name
I may be hauling somebody else’s load tonight
But I’m carrying our hopes underneath these running lights
[Bridge]
One day I’ll park this rig beside a house we own
Let the engine cool and hear the quiet in the home
But until that porch light finds me at the bend
I’ll keep chasing what he started, mile by mile again
[Final Chorus]
I’m following my old man’s footsteps down the line
Eighteen wheels and a restless heart keeping time
Chasing dreams through the wheat fields and the county rain
Turning every hard-earned mile into a brighter name
I may be hauling somebody else’s load tonight
But I’m carrying our future underneath these running lights
Yeah, I’m carrying our future underneath these running lights
[Outro]
Daddy’s name is still scratched in the glovebox door
And I’m headed where he taught me to go