Down the dirt road where the shadows play,
I hear the echoes of a simpler day.
That rusty truck still holds my dreams,
Driving under that Southern sky, it seems.
With a denim soul and a heart so worn,
I’m carrying stories in every storm.
Campfire dreams flicker in the night,
As we sing to the stars, oh how they ignite.
But there's heartland pain buried deep inside,
Where laughter fades and we all collide.
An empty bar at the end of the street,
Just a ghost of love and two hearts that beat.
The river flows, it carries my song,
Memories of nights when we both belonged.
But now your laughter's just echoes in the wind,
Still I chase those shadows, hoping you’ll come back again.
So I'll drive that rusty truck till the wheels fall off,
Singing our river song with every scoff.
And when the sun sets on these broken dreams,
I’ll find you waiting in the silver beams.
In this heartland of ours, I swear I'll remain,
Where the past lingers on, but hope will sustain.
Under the vastness where memories throng,
I’ll keep searching for you with my rusty truck and a river song.
Country
Rusty truck, River song, Denim soul, Southern sky, Campfire dreams, Heartland pain, Empty bar
Country
Rusty truck, River song, Denim soul, Southern sky, Campfire dreams, Heartland pain, Empty bar