Hook)
Two dogs in the cab, flatbed on the grind,
CDT Trucking rollin’ state line to state line,
Chains clank loud, diesel hum high,
Shane Dollyhigh livin’ that flatbed life.
(Verse 1)
Alarm don’t ring, that motor do,
Sun barely up but the work stay true,
Boots hit steel, winch bar swing,
Another day paid by the load he bring.
CDT on the door, pride in the paint,
Ain’t nothin’ pretty ‘bout honest freight,
Tarps tied down, rain or shine,
White knuckles wrapped round that dotted line.
(Pre-Hook)
Wind in the straps, hear that tailgate slam,
That’s a livin’, boy—that ain’t a scam.
(Hook)
Two dogs in the cab, flatbed on the grind,
CDT Trucking rollin’ state line to state line,
Chains clank loud, diesel hum high,
Shane Dollyhigh livin’ that flatbed life.
(Verse 2)
Haggard ridin’ shotgun, nose to the glass,
Seen more miles than most folks’ past,
Ayla curled up when the night run long,
Heartbeat steady to the road song.
Truck stop treats, late-night walks,
While the air brakes hiss and the drivers talk,
A man and his dogs, that’s a bond so tight,
Only family when you chase them taillights.
(Bridge – Country Feel)
Mama say slow down, storms roll in fast,
But Shane trust the chains and the lessons of the past,
Pray on the wheel, eyes on the load,
Faith in the dogs and the open road.
(Verse 3 – Rap Flow)
Ain’t no nine-to-five, it’s a lifestyle choice,
Flatbed pay earned by the grind and the noise,
Steel beam sing when the straps pull tight,
CDT stamp heavy every single night.
Mud on the boots, calloused hands strong,
Days get short but the miles get long,
From backroad docks to interstates wide,
If it needs hauled right, Shane gonna ride.
(Hook)
Two dogs in the cab, flatbed on the grind,
CDT Trucking rollin’ state line to state line,
Chains clank loud, diesel hum high,
Shane Dollyhigh livin’ that flatbed life.
(Outro)
So when you see them marker lights cut the night,
Two silhouettes barkin’ at the moonlight,
That’s Shane up front, doin’ it right,
With Haggard and Aula-yeah, that flatbed life. 🐾🔥
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