[Intro] Yeah… Twenty nineteen… West coast runs… got heavier… And the road started talkin’ back… ⸻ [Verse 1] Flew into Vegas… neon lights glow… Cartel got a truck… keys ready to go… Big body flatbed… truck is all greased… Said, “Drive it to L.A.,… then to Y-town east”… Long way movin’… many miles to go… Can’t make mistakes… or the Poe Poe will know… Old school rider… I don’t play pretend… Trust no soul… by myself ‘til the end… Pulled into Cali… grabbed up that freight… Hidden compartments… belly full of weight… Under that plate… a pretty big load… No one knows … but me and that road… ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] CB crackle: “You clear up ahead…” Every mile drivin’… voices in my head… ⸻ [Chorus] Deadhead rollin’… many miles to go… West to east… as the trade winds blow… Nothin’ showin’… but the risks all real… Life’s in the balance… behind that wheel… Quiet moves… don’t tell where I go… When I’m back… no one will know… One wrong turn… if you look too long… The highway will sing… you one last song… ⸻ [Verse 2] Back on eighty… pushin’ through those states… Colorado line… then Nebraska gates… Heard on the CB: “State boy sittin’ still”… Shoulda pulled over… but I rolled that wheel… Reflection in my mirror… red and blue lights flash… Heart starts poundin’… cold sweats with a rash… Pulled me over… now I’m stuck in this place… Twenty years flashin’… in front of my face… ⸻ [Bridge] From truck stops… to weigh station lights… Every dark road… got them long, long nights… ⸻ [Verse 3] “Why you pull me over, sir?” that’s what I said… “I’m deadhead runnin’… no load on this bed”… Paperwork’s clean… every line is tight… I set this up… in case of this night… But he kept on diggin’… nitpickin’ too… Checkin’ every inch… like he already knew… Wrote me a ticket… for anything he’d see… Even my lumber… he didn’t like me… Now I’m sittin’… twenty hours straight… Truck needs fixed… now I gotta wait… Tow it to the shop… I’m losin’ my cool… But I stay silent… I made that rule… ⸻ [Bridge] One wrong glance… and they will know… They find that spot… and it’s my last show… ⸻ [Final Chorus] Deadhead rollin’… that truck and me… What was Hidden… they couldn’t see… My Luck held tight… but I felt that line… One step away… from doin’ hard time… Didn’t need this… didn’t need the pay… I kept on drivin’… got lucky today… Now I’m thinkin’… was it worth that run… With one bad stop… your life is done… ⸻ [Outro] Yeah… Might be time… to pay the rent… With that close call… the signal was sent… Don’t go back… don’t do it again… Could have got life… in their State Pen…
