Truckers and Troubadours

[Verse 1]
Truckers and troubadours
Black coffee and metaphors
Steering wheels late nights and songs
Wake up in the morning, we're gone
On the stage, on the road, pack it up, pull the load
Thousands of miles left to do, always just passing through

[Verse 2]
Truckers and troubadours
Our other half walking the floors
Can't wait to make it back home
Counting the days 'til we're gone
Gear jammers rhymers not made for these timers
In love with the strange and the new, always just passing through

[Bridge]
Interstate headlights and stars in our eyes
Packing our bags as we must
Sometimes it's heaven, sometimes it's hell
Slaves to the old wanderlust
Wanderlust

[Verse 3]
Truckers and troubadours
We're better off not keeping score
White lines and rearview towns
It's too late to turn back now
Dashboards and dials, feeling the miles
Missing old friends we knew, always just passing through

[Outro]
Truckers and troubadours
Truckers and troubadours
Truckers and troubadours
Truckers and troubadours