(Verse 1) The engine sighs, a low and rusty prayer, We left the map behind, forgot the time, forgot the care. Just the blacktop stretchin' out, and the wind a wicked knife, Nothin' in this fallen world will give you back your life Like the feelin' in your chest when the rumble shakes the ground, With my brothers on the steel, and no law to be found. (Chorus) Oh, the Devil can have his gold, the Reaper can take his toll, But nothin' cuts me loose like a wide-open soul. This iron horse is freedom, carved in chrome and grit, Every mile a promise kept, no matter where we spit. The highway's a long black ribbon, unravelin' the curse, No finer church, no kinder god, no richer, emptier purse. (Verse 2) The sun bleeds out to black, the shadows start to crawl, We talk about the dead, the deals we made, the ones we let fall. A man is judged by the kin he keeps, the blood he's got at home, And I thank the dirt that I've got mine, not runnin' this road alone. Yeah, we ride 'til the gas tank's dry, 'til the tires burn to dust, 'Cause you only feel truly free when you finally learn who you can trust. (Chorus) Oh, the Devil can have his gold, the Reaper can take his toll, But nothin' cuts me loose like a wide-open soul. This iron horse is freedom, carved in chrome and grit, Every mile a promise kept, no matter where we spit. The highway's a long black ribbon, unravelin' the curse, No finer church, no kinder god, no richer, emptier purse. (Bridge) But the rumble fades away, and the night starts to break, There’s a different kind of hunger, for the vows a man must make. I see the porch light burnin' through the rain and the sleet, And all the darkness on the road falls silent at her feet. She waits up, my darlin' ghost, in the house that time forgot, And for that single, holy sight, I'd give up all I've got. (Outro) Yeah, the road's a callin' thing, and the wild wind knows my name, But I park the beast outside and I walk in from the flame. I'm just a drifter, done with runnin', in her arms I find my rest, Back from the edge of the world, a bullet in my vest. Home is where the dark road ends. And starts again.
