[Intro - Distant Banjo, Engine Rumble, Low Spoken Male Voice] One road. One tank of gas. No plans worth keeping. Let's go. [Verse 1 - Deep Raspy Male Rap] Midnight hanging over county lines Headlights cutting through the pine Old radio coughing out a tune Leaving everything behind me soon Got no suitcase full of gold Got no story worth being told Just a name they tried to drag through town And four wheels that won't slow down [Instrumental Turn - Banjo Riff + Heavy Kick] Yeah... Keep rolling. [Verse 2 - Gritty Half-Spoken Rap] I know every sign on this highway Every bar that shuts before day Every man who talks like he's ten feet tall Till the room gets quiet and nobody calls I learned something sitting alone You can't build a life from a borrowed throne So I took my keys and I took my chance Left their rules in the rearview glass [Build - Low Vocal Layers] No more waiting No more proving No more asking Where I'm going [Hook - Deep Male Lead + Low Gang Doubles] The road owes me nothing And I owe it nothing back No promises behind me No turning from the track The road owes me nothing Let the miles decide If there's nowhere waiting for me I'll make somewhere tonight [Instrumental Break - Banjo Lead, Baritone Guitar, Heavy Drums] [Verse 3 - More Aggressive Rap] Maybe tomorrow I'll change my mind Maybe I'll cross another county line Maybe I'll find what I never knew Maybe I'll find nothing — that'll do I spent too long trying to fit that frame Too long carrying somebody else's name Now every mile puts distance between The man they wanted And the man I've been [Breakdown - Beat Drops, Spoken] Funny thing about leaving... Nobody can stop you once you stop asking permission. [Final Hook - Full Instrumentation] The road owes me nothing And I owe it nothing back No promises behind me No turning from the track The road owes me nothing Let the miles decide If there's nowhere waiting for me I'll make somewhere tonight [Final Hook Variation - Bigger Vocal Layers] The road owes me nothing I don't need it to I got an open highway And something left to prove The road owes me nothing That's the way I like it No chains behind me No one beside me [Outro - Banjo Fading, Engine Receding] One road. One tank of gas. That's enough.
