Verse 1 Out where the prairie winds still whisper through the grass, Ghosts of covered wagons show the way they passed. Dreamers headed west with nothing but their faith, Leaving lines upon the land time could not erase. Chorus Wagon ruts and railroad tracks, Stories written, never lookin’ back. From the iron horse to the rolling wheels, This open road is how freedom feels. Every mile, the past comes alive, Guiding us west as the new dreams arrive— On wagon ruts and railroad tracks. Verse 2 Steam whistles echoed where the buffalo once roamed, Steel rails stretched across the land, building up a home. Now it’s highways humming with the engines running high, Chasing down the sunset ‘neath a boundless sky. Chorus Wagon ruts and railroad tracks, Stories written, never lookin’ back. From the iron horse to the rolling wheels, This open road is how freedom feels. Every mile, the past comes alive, Guiding us west as the new dreams arrive— On wagon ruts and railroad tracks. Bridge Every journey tells a story, Every trail leaves a sign, We’re just another chapter On this endless line. Final Chorus (with lift) Wagon ruts and railroad tracks, Stories written, never lookin’ back. From the iron horse to the rolling wheels, This open road is how freedom feels. Every mile, the past comes alive, Guiding us west as the new dreams arrive— On wagon ruts and railroad tracks. Tag Yeah, we’re headin’ west… on wagon ruts and railroad tracks.
