Static

There's something 'bout a red dirt road that makes the sky more blue Something 'bout the concrete scrapes the roots right off of you I moved here 'cause making dollars made good sense Something 'bout them city limits feels more like a fence here I don't know why but today Been thinking 'bout life and I kinda wanna runaway Go somewhere that I can Shake all the dust out of my head Put it on this truck instead Toss some empties in the bed Out where nobody knows You can find me where you can't Nowhere near no interstate Turn down the road I know to take that's gonna save my soul Crank up and gas it till there's static on the radio Don't get me wrong I sure do love the night they drove ol' Dixie down But I'd rather drive through Dixie till I heard it cutting out Yeah, it ain't gotta be the Smokey mountains It ain't gotta be Mexico, no All I need is a six count from the Texaco Then I can go and Shake all the dust out of my head Put it on this truck instead Toss some empties in the bed Out where nobody knows You can find me where you can't Nowhere near no interstate Turn down the road I know to take that's gonna save my soul Crank up and gas it till there's static on the radio No walls no calls, it's all in my rearview Sometimes you wanna talk to God somewhere He can hear you and Shake all the dust out of my head Put it on this truck instead Yeah Shake all the dust out of my head Put it on this truck instead Toss some empties in the bed Out where nobody knows You can find me where you can't Nowhere near no interstate Turn down the road I know to take that's gonna save my soul Crank up and gas it till there's static on the radio