Between the White Lines
Album: Crooked Highways
By: Beth DeSombre
By: Beth DeSombre
Duration
3:04
Genres
Description
The life and dreams of a long-haul trucker
Lyrics
Just as soon as I was legal I signed on to drive the coal Didn’t matter where I headed; open road my only goal Drove the snowplow winter evenings, ice cream van on summer days If I could I’d drive the mail truck; anything so I could stay Between the white lines Between the white lines I got hired for the long haul shortly after we were wed Though she hoped for wine and flowers I chose maps and freight instead Just a phone call at a rest stop let me know that she was gone But a load was due in Syracuse so I kept moving on Between the white lines Between the white lines With my eyesight slowly fading I now carry lighter loads If I’m home the weather channel is the way I watch the roads When time comes to leave this highway I don’t know where I’ll be bound In a pickup or a Kenworth I was lost but now I’m found Between the white lines Between the white lines Take route 70 from Zanesville after farewell prayers are said Put my ashes in your flatbed; nowhere else to lay my head Going eighty down the highway; send me flying proud and free Drop me where they lay new asphalt so that I’ll forever be Between the white lines Between the white lines Between the white lines Between . . .
