Highway Blues

Lyrics

Verse 1
Sun’s bleeding out on a two-lane sky,
Dust in my teeth and the years gone by,
Got a worn-out map and a broken smile,
Been chasing ghosts for a thousand miles.

Boot heels tapping like a deadman’s drum,
Every town I leave says, “Don’t you come,”
But the wind don’t judge and the road don’t lie,
It just takes what’s left and lets it fly.

Pre-Chorus
There’s a rumble in my bones tonight,
Like thunder trying to start a fight—

Chorus
I got that biker highway blues,
White lines singing in my boots,
Engine crying like it’s paid its dues,
Heart full of smoke and bad tattoos.
Kickstart freedom, light the fuse,
Let that steel horse choose—
Me and my Harley chasing truth,
With nothing left to lose but these highway blues.

Verse 2
Gas station coffee and a cheap motel,
Neon buzzing like a private hell,
Jukebox weeping an old slow tune,
About a love that died too soon.

Leather cracked like the desert floor,
Every scar tells me “one more,”
I ain’t running, I ain’t staying—
Just somewhere in-between decaying.

Pre-Chorus
Hear that piston pray and roar,
Like salvation knocking at my door—

Chorus
I got that biker highway blues,
White lines burning off the truth,
Engine screaming out the news,
That love don’t stick and time don’t soothe.
Twist that throttle, cut me loose,
Let that midnight cruise—
Me and my Harley chasing truth,
With nothing left to lose but these highway blues.

(Guitar Solo here)

Bridge
Rain starts falling like a gospel choir,
Wash the sin but not the fire,
Every mile’s a memory burned,
Every lesson hard-earned.

If heaven’s got a blacktop gate,
I’ll roll up late but I won’t wait—
Just nod to God and say, “It’s been
One hell of a ride, my friend.”

Final Chorus (Big & Gritty)
Still got them biker highway blues,
Wind cuts deep but it feels like truth,
Freedom ain’t clean, it’s bruised and used,
But it’s mine every time I choose.
Let the chrome and thunder fuse,
Till the daylight’s through—
Me and my Harley riding through
These wild, wide, whiskey highway blues.