Dark Driver (v5.5/2026 remastered)

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Oh, the simple life, it ain't so simple, honey, once you cross that county line I got no honest love, ain't found a feeling you could call truly mine Yeah, I'm just a highway drifter with a pain in my soul, I got the damn darkness  hand on the steering wheel, and it's taking his damn toll.

I remember Mama's porch light, and the Bible thumpin' in the heat But a boy gets a restless itch and trades his Sundays for the street I tried to settle down once, with a woman built for light But she couldn't stand the shadows, when the darkness turned to night Now she's back in Tulsa, praying for the man I used to be While I'm out here chasing thunder, and what's left of the likes of me.

God-damn it, woman, look me in the eye, you know I ain't one for lying to ya I'm only gonna tell you one time, before this whole rotten dream runs right through ya I'm on a road made of cracked asphalt, and it keeps rolling down the hill There's a whisper in the engine block, says, "Son, you ain't standin' still." Ah, yeah, the engine's hungry...

Ain't got no porch swing rocking, ain't got nobody waitin' at home Just the flickering of the neon, and the promise of being alone The simple life, I quickly realized that simplicity is only for the weak. For those who seek freedom learn to speak the words of the damned. I see his shadow in the headlights, reflecting off the chrome.

Oh, the simple life, it ain't so simple, honey, once you cross that county line I got no honest love, ain't found a feeling you could call truly mine Yeah, I'm just a highway drifter with a darkness in my soul (Ooh) I got the damn darkness hand on the steering wheel, and it's taking his damn toll.

Yeah, He's runnin' with me... He's the backseat driver, baby, and he calls the destination. The dark Backseat Driver... Uh, one more time   Whoo...

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Yeah, I been livin' hard and breathin' fast, like the final bell won't ring Every scrap I clutch, I had to take it off the land or steal it off a King At least I ain't beholden, got no debt to beg or borrow But I'm pinned beneath a pace that burns the wick down to tomorrow Oh, the simple life, it ain't so simple, honey, once you cross that county line I got no honest love, ain't found a feeling you could call truly mine Yeah, I'm just a highway drifter with a pain in my soul, I got the damn darkness hand on the steering wheel, and it's taking his damn toll. I remember Mama's porch light, and the Bible thumpin' in the heat But a boy gets a restless itch and trades his Sundays for the street I tried to settle down once, with a woman built for light But she couldn't stand the shadows, when the darkness turned to night Now she's back in Tulsa, praying for the man I used to be While I'm out here chasing thunder, and what's left of the likes of me. God-damn it, woman, look me in the eye, you know I ain't one for lying to ya I'm only gonna tell you one time, before this whole rotten dream runs right through ya I'm on a road made of cracked asphalt, and it keeps rolling down the hill There's a whisper in the engine block, says, "Son, you ain't standin' still." Ah, yeah, the engine's hungry... Ain't got no porch swing rocking, ain't got nobody waitin' at home Just the flickering of the neon, and the promise of being alone The simple life, I quickly realized that simplicity is only for the weak. For those who seek freedom learn to speak the words of the damned. I see his shadow in the headlights, reflecting off the chrome. Oh, the simple life, it ain't so simple, honey, once you cross that county line I got no honest love, ain't found a feeling you could call truly mine Yeah, I'm just a highway drifter with a darkness in my soul (Ooh) I got the damn darkness hand on the steering wheel, and it's taking his damn toll. Yeah, He's runnin' with me... He's the backseat driver, baby, and he calls the destination. The dark Backseat Driver... Uh, one more time Whoo...

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