Bull Riders & Songwriters

There's a fire burnin' deep down in my dreams
All I need is a palette on your floor, friend, and enough gasoline
And I'll go give it another shot, might not turn out like I thought
But I'll give it all I got

It's been a while since I've been out your way
I'll call you when I got to Salinas, I gotta take a little break
Lord knows I'm a mess, I could use a little rest
And maybe get back to best

I lost my best friend, there near San Antone
And I had to call his Mama, it was the hardest thing I've done
And when I hung up that phone, I started missin' home
Then I set out alone

This road led me to you and it'll take me away
And all I can do is pray, all I can do is pray
That I'll make it back one day

Maybe One day I'm gonna find me a little farm
Grow me lots of tobacco plants sitting around our yard
And I'll think about all those nights, underneath all those lights
Then I'll go hold my baby tight

I couldn't tell ya why I'm still out on this road
It sure as hell ain't been easy, ain't never found a pot of gold
maybe it's just what I do
Maybe I've got somethin' to prove,
Maybe it's friends like you

And this road led me to you and it'll take me away
And all I can do is pray, and all I can do is pray
That I'll make it back one day