Lyrics

I love an old grey pickup on a blacktop road,
Where there’s nothing borrowed, nothing owed,
Where the pine trees whisper to a sundown breeze,
Nothing feeds the hungry soul inside of me,
Like a blacktop road.

There’s a cracker farmhouse up ahead,
I want to lay down in that big brass bed,
Just listen to the crickets and the tree frogs sing,
Joy comes from such simple things,
Like a blacktop road.

There’s so many more miles to be run,
So many more songs to be sung,
Down this blacktop road.

Hawks are out hunting the middle ground,
While I chase the sun, I’m western bound,
There’s so much life out between the lines,
If you take the time you’ll see all the signs,
Down this blacktop road.

There’s so many more miles to be run,
So many more songs to be sung,
Down this blacktop road.

Well I ain’t been here since I don’t know when,
And I might not ever be here again,
Whether you win or lose there is no shame,
If your heart guides you as you’re changing lanes,
Down this blacktop road.

Down a blacktop road, oh take it slow,
Gotta just let go down a blacktop road,
Down a blacktop road.