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Backroad Runners

 

Backroad Runners

(album: People's Champ - 2022)


Timestamps on backroads, I got those by the truckload
We ran these, some too slow, blunt cruising when we rode
Hitting every stop sign with some bottles as we flew by
Out past 11 but our parents all knew why

We was some backroad runners
Summertime junkies, trucks sounding like thunder
Yeah, we was some hometown boys
Letterman jacket with a name patched on
We're Pantera and a little Hank
Sometimes fine wine or a whiskey taste
Yeah, but some things in life can't be bought in a store
And one of those things are real country boys

Ain't no shame in coming up on a one-lane in the cut
I used to stargaze and tell the sky that one day I's gonna be one
Now I'm shooting across the country, I know everyone can see
The wasn't-supposed-to-be white boy in middle Tennessee
Never walked a red carpet only walk the fields of gold
That's my life you looking at when you click on my video
My goal was, make my mama proud, give my brothers clean trucks
As for me, I take the bullets for the country, so what's up
Church

We was some backroad runners
Summertime junkies, trucks sounding like thunder
Yeah, we was some hometown boys
Letterman jacket with a name patched on
We're Pantera and a little Hank
Sometimes fine wine or a whiskey taste
Yeah, but some things in life can't be bought in a store
And one of those things are real country boys

They told me clean my act up but your boy ain't no actor
I made it cool for hip-hop stars to rap standing beside a tractor
Way back in the day I never dreamed I'd be all this
Until I seen a teenager in a truck bumping my shit
And it gave me a feeling I won't ever forget
A energy only lost when I'm worm dirt for fish
My right hand got a tattoo of a hook and a line
'Cause I catch a vibe I got Dixieland on my mind

We was some backroad runners
Summertime junkies, trucks sounding like thunder
Yeah, we was some hometown boys
Letterman jacket with a name patched on
We're Pantera and a little Hank
Sometimes fine wine or a whiskey taste
Yeah, but some things in life can't be bought in a store
And one of those things are real country boys

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