Miles Driven

That farm on the edge of town belongs to old man Lee

His family came and settled down in 1893

They ran a steady business hidden, til the sheriff caught on look

Now that sheriff's name is written in the county graveyard book

Lee grabbed the phone about a quarter after eight

Son, I've got a load, you've got a midnight run to make

Stay on Thunder Road and try to dodge the blue

This old state of Tennessee's got a bounty out for you

Roll on down the road boy this ain't no home

Hands are getting dirty for a dime

Mama stopped believing when daddy died in Vietnam

Raised her son on borrowed time

Well, the moonshine runs stronger than the Mississippi flows

That storm of rolling thunder is the only thing he knows

Can't get away from this hard kind of living

So he grabs the keys and adds to the miles driven

His daddy managed to get out when he was 16

By leaving at night and lying to the Marines

But the devil doesn't care if you wear a purple heart

Cause that stone and flag found a way back to the farm

Roll on down the road boy this ain't no home

Hands are getting dirty for a dime

Mama stopped believing when daddy died in Vietnam

Raised her son on borrowed time

Well, the moonshine runs stronger than the Mississippi flows

That storm of rolling thunder is the only thing he knows

Can't get away from this hard kind of living

So he grabs the keys and adds to the miles driven

Three speed on the column of his truck from '94

All these years of running, put two dents in the door

Hauling everything from top to bottom shelf

One man to blame and he only blames himself

Roll on down the road boy this ain't no home

Hands are getting dirty for a dime

Mama stopped believing when daddy died in Vietnam

Raised her son on borrowed time

Well, the moonshine runs stronger than the Mississippi flows

That storm of rolling thunder is the only thing he knows

Can't get away from this hard kind of living

So he grabs the keys and adds to the miles driven

He grabs the keys and adds to the miles driven