[Guitar Solo] [Bridge] You still got cash for gas? Yeah, enough to get us there One more exit and we’re parked That old B-model’s right where we left it [Verse 2] Another county, another half-lit sign Same old stools, just a different line But that B-model keeps tugging us down To Marty’s lot by the pump island on the edge of town [Bridge] You driving or am I? Hold the wheel, I’m folding this map We’re probably headed back there again That truck’s still sitting nose-out by the curb [Verse 3] We slide past the bait shop, the hardware store Red door propped open with a brick at the bottom The waitress wipes a ring off a sugar-stained booth Says, [womans voice]“Y’all look like regulars—same bad timing, same booth,” and that feels true [Bridge] You hear that wiper squeak? Yeah, it does that every mile Go on, we’ve got two more blocks Then we can act surprised it’s still there [Verse 4] Back in the lot, engines clicking hot One glance at the watch, then we forget the clock Keys on the dash, fries gone cold That old B-model idles while the radio plays something we know [Chorus] Marty’s Truck Stop, old Mack in the gravel, ’69 GTO Park by the diesel pumps and let ’em look Hot coffee, chrome trim, waitress says our names [womans voice]“If you’re staying, order the toast” Marty’s Truck Stop, pull in hard Every road needs a place to stop Marty’s Truck Stop, roll in hot One more cup and we’re gone by dawn [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Marty’s Truck Stop, old Mack in the gravel, ’69 GTO Park by the diesel pumps and let ’em look Hot coffee, chrome trim, waitress says our names [womans voice]“If you’re staying, order the toast” Marty’s Truck Stop, pull in hard Every road needs a place to stop Marty’s Truck Stop, roll in hot One more cup and we’re gone by dawn [Sax Solo] [Chorus] Marty’s Truck Stop, old Mack in the gravel, ’69 GTO Park by the diesel pumps and let ’em look Hot coffee, chrome trim, waitress says our names “If you’re staying, order the toast” Marty’s Truck Stop, pull in hard Every road needs a place to stop Marty’s Truck Stop, roll in hot One more cup and we’re gone by dawn [Guitar Solo]
