by Alice
Sun came up on a gravel lane
Tin roof ringing from the rain
One duffel bag and a half tank
Dust on my boots, a sky to thank
Main street blinked in a yellow haze
Old men leaned in their coffee praise
I tipped my cap to the feed store sign
Said, "Y'all, this morning's finally mine"
Just a truck and a radio
Two white lines and a heart to go
Turn it up, let the speakers roll
Small town dust, big open road
Just a truck and a radio
That's enough for a dream to roll
County line in the rearview glass
Fence posts flying, fields went past
Every mile felt light and new
Like the world had room to pull me through
DJ laughing through a steel guitar
Singing songs where the brave hearts are
I found my name in the chorus line
And the wind sang back, "You're right on time"
Just a truck and a radio
Two white lines and a heart to go
Turn it up, let the speakers roll
Small town dust, big open road
Just a truck and a radio
That's enough for a dream to roll
No gold watch, no plan in hand
Just four good tires and borrowed land
But the dial lit up like a lucky star
And freedom fit where the old scars are
Just a truck and a radio
Two white lines and a heart to go
Turn it up, let the speakers roll
Small town dust, big open road
Just a truck and a radio
That's enough for a dream to roll