(Verse 1) Bronco sitting outside running in the dark One more bad night bout to blow apart Bills piled high and the phone won’t stop Whole damn world saying I’m about to drop Grabbed my keys and I slammed that door Told myself I can’t do this no more Hit the gas with the tires screaming loud Leaving all that noise behind that town (Pre-Chorus) White lines flying underneath these wheels First deep breath I’ve taken in years (Chorus) This is my blacktop revival Bronco flying like an outlaw bible Windows down and the music turned high Running from the weight of this whole damn life One more state line one more sunrise Dust and freedom in these bloodshot eyes Might not fix me but it’s worth the ride This blacktop revival (Verse 2) Crossed Indiana by the break of dawn Radio singing old traveling songs Missouri nights and Oklahoma skies Saw a little more peace with every mile Texas wind blowing hard and dry New Mexico painted red at night Then Arizona rising wild and gold Like God Himself carved it from the stone (Pre-Chorus) Pulled off somewhere by the desert line Thinking maybe I’d outrun my mind (Chorus) This is my blacktop revival Bronco flying like an outlaw bible Windows down and the music turned high Running from the weight of this whole damn life One more state line one more sunrise Dust and freedom in these bloodshot eyes Might not fix me but it’s worth the ride This blacktop revival (Bridge) Standing there at the edge of the canyon wide Sunset burning red across the sky For the first time in forever I felt alive Like the road somehow brought me back to life But somewhere underneath those desert stars I started missing all the things that are mine That little town and the people back home Funny how distance makes the truth get loud (Breakdown) Bronco cooling underneath the moon Quiet desert air and an old guitar tune I laughed and said, “Well damn… I ain’t done yet…” (Final Chorus) So I pointed that Bronco back eastbound Toward the neon ghosts of my hometown One more highway one more restless night Chasing that freedom underneath the lights From Ohio roads to Arizona skies Sometimes you gotta leave just to realize The road don’t end when you cross that line You just start another blacktop revival (Outro) Bronco rumbling through the morning light… Headed home… But not the same man that left that night…
