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Heartaches And Byways (Larry W. Jones 09/30/2006) (song#4029)

 

People I’ve seen, roads in between
And here I am again tonight
Sitting on this stool, feeling like a fool
Singing songs of things that aren’t right

Songs that I’ve sung, since I was young
That really don’t mean a thing
Sometimes I ask why, I’m living this lie
While living the songs that I sing

Heartbreaks and byways, good and bad days
And hearing some lonesome whistle at night
Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake
Silver Eagle heading for lights that are bright
It’s heartaches and byways tonight

Tomorrow I’ll be where, there’s fans who will stare
And hopefully cheer at my sound
The byways that I’ve taken, are long and forsaken
But there ain’t no turning around

Heartbreaks and byways, good and bad days
And hearing some lonesome whistle at night
Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake
Silver Eagle heading for lights that are bright
It’s heartaches and byways tonight

Heartbreaks and byways, good and bad days
And hearing some lonesome whistle at night
Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake
Silver Eagle heading for lights that are bright
It’s heartaches and byways tonight



Highway 59 (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4051)

 

This rig that I’m a-drivin’ is rollin’ mighty fine
I’m still survivin’ this old life on Highway 59
It’s a long way from Laredo up to Canada
I’ve seen it all seems like a hundred times

Rollin’ up Highway 59 to the Harris County line
This Southwest Freeway has no sex appeal
I’ll be home tonight when I see that Eastex sign
Where my sweet darlin’s cookin’ up my meal

Coffee she’ll have ready along with cowboy stew
And my Texas cowgirl has her kisses ready too
I’m tired from drivin’ but I’m feelin’ mighty fine
Rollin’ toward a Texas rodeo up Highway 59

I’ve wrestled this old Peterbilt all the way from Laredo
Black top and concrete and the goin’s sometimes slow
But when I hear that top gear whine, I just can’t wait
To unwind where love is fine in the Lone Star state

Coffee she’ll have ready along with cowboy stew
And my Texas cowgirl has her kisses ready too
I’m tired from drivin’ but I’m feelin’ mighty fine
Rollin’ toward a Texas rodeo up Highway 59



Eighteen Wheels At Midnight (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2006) (song#4178)

 

The town I’m from is so doggone little
Only had one caution light in the middle
At night I’d go down and whittle the time away
I’d listen to the horn from an eighteen wheeler
That old highway called and I could feel ‘er
I’d dream of eighteen wheels at midnight
Rolling on that road lookin’ for the light of day

I grew up like a lonesome pup
Flew around in my pickup truck
Tryin’ to escape from that little town of mine
Can’t say it didn’t treat me right
But I dreamed of eighteen wheels at midnight
Every time I heard a big ‘ol diesel whine

I put my dreams on that white dotted line
And I plotted how to escape that little town
But somehow my dreams all let me down
Cause I’m still here just wasting time

Why I stayed, well it’s hard to say
Life in a little town ain’t too harried
Things came along, got in the way
Like kids ‘n mortgage, bein’ married
I still fly around in my pickup truck
Payin’ bills when the money’s tight
Well, I guess I just ran out of luck
Dreamin’ of eighteen wheels at midnight



Just Shot Past Hot Springs (Larry W. Jones 12/19/2006) (song#4248)

Yesterday I left my dreams in Houston
Back in that bayou city with you
It’s a pity I had to run
But I was tired of feeling blue
I gassed up the tank in Texarkana
Just as I had planned
Reset the stations on the radio
Watched for the law man

Now I just shot past Hot Springs
Following the white dotted line
Don’t know what the road will bring
But I’ve gotta get you off my mind
Gotta keep my hands on the wheel
While my heart is weeping still
This old blacktop is turning blue
And I can’t stop me from loving you
Now I just shot past Hot Springs
But it’s not gettin’ me over you

Staring at headlights in the dark
Like deer in the headlights do
Hear the blare of a honky tonk bar
On the radio that sounds like you
I wish we had turned things around
Before I left that old Astrodome
But I’m here and I’m Nashville bound
By tomorrow you’ll know I’m gone

Now I just shot past Hot Springs
Following the white dotted line
Don’t know what the road will bring
But I’ve gotta get you off my mind
Gotta keep my hands on the wheel
While my heart is weeping still
This old blacktop is turning blue
And I can’t stop me from loving you
Now I just shot past Hot Springs
But it’s not gettin’ me over you



Big Freightliner (Larry W. Jones 01/09/2007) (song#4306)

Big Freightliner, let me hear you whine
Big wheels, keep a-rollin’ down the line
Rollin’ through the night burnin’ up the road
Big Freightliner, get me there on time
Big wheels, I feel you rollin’ just fine
Gotta make it to Houston with a heavy load

That Choctaw truck stop was warm and nice
Glad I’m through that Oklahoma snow and ice
Headin’ south across the Red River Valley line
Soon I’ll be on that Dallas-Houston superslab
No more stops for diesel, no more credit tab
Check my pocket watch, I’m just a little behind

Big Freightliner, let me hear you whine
Big wheels, keep a-rollin’ down the line
Rollin’ through the night burnin’ up the road
Big Freightliner, get me there on time
Big wheels, I feel you rollin’ just fine
Gotta make it to Houston with a heavy load

Black smoke a-pourin’ from flaming stacks
Passin’ up a freight racing down the tracks
Too fast to count the white dotted lines
Gotta keep an eye out for black and white
Hard to see a trooper in the dead of night
Keep this rig rollin’ toward Houston signs

Big Freightliner, let me hear you whine
Big wheels, keep a-rollin’ down the line
Rollin’ through the night burnin’ up the road
Big Freightliner, get me there on time
Big wheels, I feel you rollin’ just fine
Gotta make it to Houston with a heavy load



Takin’ The Short Way Home (Larry W. Jones 02/04/2007) (song#4383)

Well, it’s Monday mornin’ and it’s almost noon
I’ll be holdin’ my darlin’ close real soon
Pour strong the coffee in my coffee cup
I’ll be on the road when I saddle up

I’m gonna roll on down another hundred miles
Just another hundred miles with a covered load
I’m gonna roll on down til I see a hundred smiles
Just another hundred miles on a black top road

I can almost feel your kiss, almost see your face
I’m almost rollin’ faster than the law will grace
The rain is comin’ down, my wheels are makin’ foam
I don’t care cause I’m takin’ the short way home

– instrumental –

Don’t need no more stops for diesel-ine
Windshield wipers keep my windows clean
Burnin’ up the back roads with my tires
Burnin’ up with a load of sweet desires

I can almost feel your kiss, almost see your face
Almost rollin’ faster than the law will grace
The rain is comin’ down, my wheels are makin’ foam
I don’t care cause I’m takin’ the short way home

The rain is comin’ down, my wheels are makin’ foam
I don’t care cause I’m takin’ the short way home
Takin’ the short way home
Takin’ the short way home
Takin’ the short way home



Livin’ On Pickup Truck Drive (Larry W. Jones 02/15/2007) (song#4434)

Well, I’m not a rich man livin’ in a penthouse dive
I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive
I work longer every day than the old nine to five
I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive

I’m not a rich man waitin’ for his ship to arrive
I’m just a poor cowboy who’s tryin’ to stay alive
Doin’ each day what I know is right is what I strive
I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive

– instrumental –

I know there’s rich folks shoppin’ on Rodeo Drive
Buyin’ up everything every rich man can contrive
But I’ve got more that gold and on her love I thrive
I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive
Yeah, I’m just a poor cowboy
Livin’ it up on Pickup Truck Drive



Down To Texas Where I’m Bound (Larry W. Jones 02/28/2007) (song#4480)

I’m sitting in the station in another dirty town
Looking through my tears as they tumble down
Waiting for a bus they call a big greyhound
To take me down to Texas where I’m bound

Where that old dog is going, I don’t give a hoot
Just as long as when I stop, I see cowboy boots
I can’t wait for that old hound to come around
To take me down to Texas where I’m bound

– instrumental –

Where that old dog is going, I don’t give a hoot
Just as long as when I stop, I see cowboy boots
I can’t wait for that old hound to come around
To take me down to Texas where I’m bound

I used to have a love that I could call my own
I heard that she’s somewhere around San Antone
Well, hello driver, get that big ‘ol diesel wound
To take me down to Texas where I’m bound



Freightliner Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 03/16/2007) (song#4522)

When I was just a little boy
My daddy told me lots of tales
All about great gandpa Troy
Ridin’ all those cattle trails

I guess you can say I was impressed
Down to my very heart and soul
Cause I still dream of the ‘ol wild west
Though it’s taken quite a toll

I don’t wear spurs that jingle at my feet
And my cell phone don’t need a wire
My big ‘ol diesel is the king of the fleet
Cause I’m a Freightliner cowboy flyer

Some say this truckin’ life is suicidal
But I see it as my rising star
Once in a while I let my big diesel idle
And strum a song on my guitar

– instrumental –

I sing about a girl I used to know
Of days that have come and gone
But now I just ride the open road
On this freightliner I call home

I don’t wear spurs that jingle at my feet
And my cell phone don’t need a wire
My big ‘ol diesel is the king of the fleet
Cause I’m a Freightliner cowboy flyer



Forgotten Down That Lost Highway (Larry W. Jones 04/25/2007) (song#4612)

Hot sunny days and rainy nights
A trucking job is just cheating life
I’m over the road with a heavy load
Wondering about my lonely wife
Forgotten down that lost highway
Watching my dreams fading away
Forgotten down that lost highway
I’m never gonna see a better day

Empty dreams and empty schemes
Truckin’ life ain’t never what it seems
Eighteen wheels on the straightaway
And there ain’t no way to get away
Forgotten down that lost highway
Watching my dreams fading away
Forgotten down that lost highway
I’m never gonna see a better day

Tired and cold, need a run that’s short
But over the road just ain’t that sort
Step on the pedal, big diesel whines
Lookni’ to see them git home signs
Forgotten down that lost highway
Watching my dreams fading away
Forgotten down that lost highway
I’m never gonna see a better day



Smokin’ And Rollin’ On (Larry W. Jones 07/04/2007) (song#4756)

Brake pads smokin’, black wheels rollin’
Smokin’ and rollin’ on

Brake pads smokin’, downgrade’s got them black wheels pokin’
Smokin’ and rollin’
Smokin’ and rollin’ on

That white dotted line outlines the nation
Truck drivers all know what they’re facin’
They’re just gypsies smokin’ down the road
With a heavy load
Smokin’ and rollin’ on

– instrumental –

That white dotted line outlines the nation
Truck drivers all know what they’re facin’
They’re just gypsies smokin’ down the road
With a heavy load
Smokin’ and rollin’ on

Gear jammin’, just tryin’ the best one to find
Truck drivers become accustomed to the grind
Whether makin’ speed or downshiftin’ for inclines
Truck drivers pull the load and hate to get behind

Brake pads smokin’, black wheels rollin’
Smokin’ and rollin’ on
Smokin’ and rollin’ on
Smokin’ and rollin’ on



Driving Along The Wrong Back Road (Larry W. Jones 09/14/2007) (song#4953)

Too many loves and none were true
Has anyone done the same to you
Heartaches can make a heavy load
Driving along the wrong back road

Oh, I had friends but now they’re gone
But memories go on and on
Dreams on others are now bestowed
Driving along the wrong back road

Too many byways through all the years
My ways have only led to tears
Losing must be the truckers’ code
Driving along the wrong back road

– instrumental –

Too many byways through all the years
My ways have only led to tears
Losing must be the truckers’ code
Driving along the wrong back road

I missed a turn, miss all my friends
There’s no return to make amends
I can’t plant anew, seeds been sowed
Driving along the wrong back road



West Bound And Up (Larry W. Jones 09/14/2007) (song#4955)

West bound and up
Sundown in a diesel truck
I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run
Truckin’ through ice and snow
I got a long way to go
West bound and up
This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger won’t be outdone

Though I ain’t gonna get no medal
Won’t be hearin’ no moanin’
You can bet my cowboy boot’s on the pedal
Big rodeo up in Wyomin’
Gotta get ’em steers from Fort Worth by mornin’
This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger is Cheyenne bound

West bound and up
Sundown in a diesel truck
I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run
Truckin’ through ice and snow
I got a long way to go
West bound and up
This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger won’t be outdone

– instrumental –

Ol’ Smokey Bear’s somewhere up ahead
And my right boot’s filled with lead
Hope I don’t scare this big load of steers to death
Gotta keep lookin’ cause he’s bookin’
Just keep this big ol’ diesel cookin’
It’s a big freeway just like the sign post said

West bound and up
Sundown in a diesel truck
I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run
Truckin’ through ice and snow
I got a long way to go
West bound and up
This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger won’t be outdone

West bound and up
Sundown in a diesel truck
I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run



Honk If You Honky Tonk Truck Driver (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2007) (song#5079)

There’s a Peterbilt driver down in Texas
And he loves that Texas honky tonk music
He burns up Texas roads pullin’ heavy loads
He’s the Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver

When the jukebox plays that honky tonk music
He’s just gotta hear some more good country sounds
When you hear steel guitars and fiddles ringin’
The Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver’s back in town

– instrumental –

When he parks his diesel rig at a truck stop
He feeds that jukebox like a big pearl diver
Listens to George Strait then burns the interstate
He’s the Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver

When the jukebox plays that honky tonk music
He’s just gotta hear some more good country sounds
When you hear steel guitars and fiddles ringin’
The Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver’s back in town

When you hear steel guitars and fiddles ringin’
The Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver’s back in town



Heart Of Texas (Larry W. Jones 02/24/2008) (song#5310)

Rollin’ hard and rollin’ mean
Headin’ up toward Abilene
Texas Freightliner with big smokin’ rollin’ wheels
Texas moon is out tonight
Bugs mashed on the bright headlights
The Heart of Texas knows how a big diesel feels
Yeah, the Heart of Texas is on the road again

And the big ‘ol concrete superslab
Knows every trooper and big rig scab
Now, listen to the big diesel howl
While ‘ol Smokey Bear is on the prowl
Pull on over, pay the fine, and then
The Heart of Texas is gone again

Rollin’ hard and rollin’ mean
No time for a truck stop queen
Texas Freightliner with big smokin’ rollin’ wheels
Eyes are bloodshot red and white
Lookin’ for the mornin’ light
The Heart of Texas knows how a big diesel feels
Yeah, the Heart of Texas is on the road again

– instrumental –

And the big ‘ol concrete superslab
Knows every trooper and big rig scab
Now, listen to the big diesel howl
While ‘ol Smokey Bear is on the prowl
Pull on over, pay the fine, and then
The Heart of Texas is gone again

Big ‘ol Freightliner slowin’ on down
The roadside diner outside of town
Has an old jukebox that plays country songs for real
Cup of coffee by a neon light
Give a wave bye and I’m out of sight
The Heart of Texas knows how a big diesel feels
Yeah, the Heart of Texas is on the road again

Well, the Heart of Texas is a live Freightliner
And I’m the next of kin



Dreaming That I’m Holding You Again (Larry W. Jones 03/10/2008) (song#5347)

Well, I’m truckin’ through another storm
Lookin’ for another morn
Can’t wait until I see broad daylight
Tanks full of fuel, truckin’ sure is cruel
And I’ve been drivin’ all night

I keep these big wheels a-rolling
Dreaming that I’m holding you again
Your sweet love is so consoling
You keep my sweet dreams from caving in

Country songs on the radio
Listen to the big diesel whine
But I’ve still got some miles to go
On my side of this broken line

I keep these big wheels a-rolling
Dreaming that I’m holding you again
Your sweet love is so consoling
You keep my sweet dreams from caving in

– instrumental –

I keep these big wheels a-rolling
Dreaming that I’m holding you again
Your sweet love is so consoling
You keep my sweet dreams from caving in

Can’t wait until I see
Can’t wait until I see
Can’t wait until I see broad daylight

I keep these big wheels a-rolling
Dreaming that I’m holding you again
Your sweet love is so consoling
You keep my sweet dreams from caving in

Dreaming that I’m holding
Dreaming that I’m holding
Dreaming that I’m holding you again



Cousin Of The Main Road (Larry W. Jones 05/19/2008) (song#5434)

A phone call back home from a busy roadside cafe
She’s all alone at the end of another day
No use in begging him to change, he has the keys
To that open range that only a trucker sees

Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze
Rollin’ toward the sunset, goin’ where he may please
His big rig hauls a heavy load of dreams with ease
Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze

He opens up the throttle, picks the open lanes
Thermos full of coffee, kicks wake-up in this veins
His whole world runs on diesel, so to him it seems
With ease, his big rig hauls a heavy load of dreams

– instrumental –

From Houston up to old Cheyenne
Vancouver to Alaska’s range
He’ll always be a truckin’ man
His life you never rearrange
Roll on, roll on
From Miami sun up to Maine
He pays those turnpike tolls again
One more run and then head for home
Back to baby who’s all alone
Roll on, roll on

Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze
Rollin’ toward the sunset, goin’ where he may please
His big rig hauls a heavy load of dreams with ease
Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze

Roll on, roll on
Cousin of the main road, roll on where you please



I Gotta Roll (Larry W. Jones 09/08/2008) (song#5803)

Up ahead is Albuquerque
And our spread in New Mexico
Throwin’ tread from one rear tire
Drowns out the honky tonk radio
I see the red of a shootin’ star
Somewhere far up in the sky
But there ain’t no use in makin’ a wish
As down the road I fly

I gotta roll
Gotta keep on rollin’ down this here road tonight
I gotta roll
Keep on rollin’ til I know everything’s alright

Pit stop at the trucker’s coffee shop
And a piece of pecan pie
Leave a little tip for the whistle stop
And down the road bye bye
Pedal to the metal as down the road
I rattle through the breeze
Feelin’ perky, in Albuquerque
My darlin’s waitin’ for me

– instrumental –

I see the red of a shootin’ star
Somewhere far up in the sky
But there ain’t no use in makin’ a wish
As down the road I fly
I gotta roll
Gotta keep on rollin’ down this here road tonight
I gotta roll
Keep on rollin’ til I know everything’s alright

Pit stop at the trucker’s coffee shop
And a piece of pecan pie
Leave a little tip for the whistle stop
And down the road bye bye
Pedal to the metal as down the road
I rattle through the breeze
Feelin’ perky, in Albuquerque
My darlin’s waitin’ for me

I gotta roll
I gotta roll
Gotta keep on rollin’ down this here road tonight



Driving A New Road With Old Wheels (Larry W. Jones 05/27/2009) (song#5882)

I’m driving a new road with old wheels
My heart has no load to slow me down
Ain’t worried bout what the road reveals
I’m driving a new road out of town

I’m through with old ways that brought sorrow
I’m heading out of town to be free
There will be no heartbreaks tomorrow
I’m driving a new road meant for me

I left a load leaving that woman
A new abode is around the bend
Or maybe I’ll just keep on roaming
I’m driving a new road to its end

(instrumental)

I’m driving a new road with old wheels
My heart has no load to slow me down
Smooth as a silk road is how it feels
I’m driving a new road out of town

I left a load leaving that woman
A new abode is around the bend
Or maybe I’ll just keep on roaming
I’m driving a new road to its end

I’m driving a new road with old wheels
My heart has no load to slow me down
Ain’t worried bout what the road reveals
I’m driving a new road out of town



Heavy Load Hauler (Larry W. Jones 07/19/2009) (song#5926)

A young truck driver walked into the cafe
Complaining ’bout the route he had to drive
I looked at him and all I had to say
Son, you’ve gotta drive that rig to survive

I’m a heavy load hauler, an over the road crawler
I can’t wait for my next hard run
I’m from Texas and I’m taller, drivin’ for the dollar
I don’t retard that throttle, son

I’ve drove interstates around the Great Lakes
I love to make big diesels cry and whine
And son, what I have found, for goodness sakes
You’ll be a heavy load hauler in time

I’m a heavy load hauler, an over the road crawler
I can’t wait for my next hard run
I’m from Texas and I’m taller, drivin’ for the dollar
I don’t retard that throttle, son

(instrumental)

He swallowed down his coffee, tipped a dime
And said he’d give it some more time to see
Outside his diesel roared from being primed
He’ll be a heavy load hauler like me

I’m a heavy load hauler, an over the road crawler
I can’t wait for my next hard run
I’m from Texas and I’m taller, drivin’ for the dollar
I don’t retard that throttle, son

I’m a heavy load hauler on an over the road hard run



Big Rig Daddy (Larry W. Jones 07/05/2009) (song#5962)

My darlin’ asked, dear, do you really have to go
Sounded like a broke record on the radio
I said my truck note was due and we need the dough

My rig takes a beatin’ every time I leave town
It’s pedal to the metal with the hammer down
I’m just a big rig daddy and I don’t drive slow

Now, a ten lane interstate is a trucker’s life
But then, a-waitin’ back home is his darlin’ wife
Up ahead a slow driver’s gettin’ in my way

Now, I should-a took a job with a white collar
Then I could-a had a job payin’ top dollar
I’ll be a big rig daddy til my dyin’ day

Well, my darlin’ asked me when I was gonna quit
I said I’m still payin’ for that big rig permit
I’m just a big rig daddy’s all I had to say

By day, number two diesel’s flowin’ in my blood
At night I open up another ice cold Bud
Yeah, I’m a big rig daddy
Big rig daddy
A big rig daddy drivin’ through the rain and mud



Truck Drivers Promenade (Larry W Jones 09/23/2010) (song#6248)

My run was done and I had time to kill
Reefer would be loaded at morning light
Took a taxi to the top of the hill
And went to the truckers barn dance that night

I had gone to the dance to just observe
Watching the old country band as they played
Then I saw something that rattled my nerves
My girl danced the truck drivers promenade

Now my diesel rolls toward the sunset glow
I’m not wasting any time on mistakes
But when I turn on the old radio
They still play the truck drivers promenade

(instrumental)

I wonder if she knows the route I’m on
With her I guess I didn’t make the grade
But that’s alright although I know it’s wrong
To still love the truck drivers promenade

Now my diesel rolls toward the sunset glow
I’m not wasting any time on mistakes
But when I turn on the old radio
They still play the truck drivers promenade



Picking Up My Pickup (Larry W. Jones 02/09/2011) (song#6254)

I’m sorry, sorry darlin’, but you made me cry
I’m tired of picking up the pieces of my life
Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart
I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart

I’m lonely, lonely darlin’, but you’ve had your day
We’ve only been a-quarrelin’ since the first of May
I’ll be kicking up the dust in my new head start
I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart

I’m sorry, sorry darlin’, but you made me cry
I’m tired of picking up the pieces of my life
Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart
I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart

(instrumental)

I thought when I picked you up from your last romance
That you would never give another guy a chance
But you picked someone new and now you’ve made it clear
That you don’t want my love that’s true or want me near

I’m sorry, sorry darlin’, but you made me cry
I’m tired of picking up the pieces of my life
Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart
I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart

Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart
I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart



Treadmill Highway (Larry W Jones 11/26/2013) (song#6802)

This treadmill highway goes on out of sight
Back over flats and hills I’m home tonight
Old threads of blacktop just go on for miles
This old treadmill highway just ain’t my style

How many miles til I hold her again
Can’t wait until I’m back where I began
On this treadmill highway, I’m wasting time
Gotta find a way to make this rig fly

(instrumental)

I’ve got a lonesome feeling that won’t mend
Nothing is appealing from end to end
My eyes are blinking and both are half-mast
I keep thinking I’m going nowhere fast

How many miles til I hold her again
Can’t wait until I’m back where I began
On this treadmill highway, I’m wasting time
Gotta find a way to make this rig fly

How many miles til I hold her again
On this treadmill highway, I’m wasting time



Road Runner Road (Larry W Jones 05/21/2017) (song #7177)

 
Well, you say that over the horizon
There is a new place you’ve been longing for
But I wonder if what you envision
Is that much better than your own front door

I hope you run into something of cheer
And all your dreams turn out to be a friend
But keep in mind that I will still be here
When your road runner road comes to an end

It seems that your mind is full of worry
But I haven’t heard why you cannot stay
Dear, if you were not in such a hurry
The winds of change wouldn’t blow you away

(Instrumental)

The road you will follow may disappear
Or you may lose your way around the bend
But keep in mind that I will still be here
When your road runner road comes to an end

If, down the road, you are feeling lonely
And all the dreams you have don’t go as planned
Return to the one who loves you only
For you I still esteem and understand

I hope you run into something of cheer
And all your dreams turn out to be a friend
But keep in mind that I will still be here
When your road runner road comes to an end



Dream Sweeper In Nashville (Larry W Jones 10/03/2017) (song #7234)

 
All roads lead to Nashville, from Little Rock or Birmingham
They come from Louisville and Atlanta for the sights and glam
It’s where guitars ring and cowboys sing about cowgirl dreams
And where a dream sweeper sweeps up the pieces in Nashville

I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee
When the sun comes up in Nashville, there’s only me
Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be
I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee

Well, it’s a lonely place when the sun comes up in Nashville
Mournful looks on the faces of dreamers can bring a chill
A country boy comes looking for joy and the stage is key
But when the sun comes up I crank it up and sweep his dreams

I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee
When the sun comes up in Nashville, there’s only me
Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be
I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee

(Instrumental)

I sweep up the songs of love that fall like a broken dove
They were just show on music row when fallen from above
Dreams were shattered and now are scattered around music town
Swept off the sidewalks and into the streets after sundown

I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee
When the sun comes up in Nashville, there’s only me
Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be
I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee

Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be
I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee



Roadways Run Eternal (Larry W Jones 7/19/2018) (song #7244)

 
Well, these roadways run eternal
I’ve driven some from end to end
I log them all in my journal
With many songs that I have penned

Yeah, these roadways run eternal
On parkways and byways I’ve been
Sometimes I think I’m nocturnal
But I just take it on the chin

(Instrumental)

Livin’ out of cheap old motels
And greasy diners that I know
But I love that diesel too well
Life on the super slab ain’t slow

Yeah, these roadways run eternal
On parkways and byways I’ve been
Sometimes I think I’m nocturnal
But I just take it on the chin

Yeah, these roadways run eternal
Like many songs that I have penned



Despair Thoroughfare (Larry W Jones 10/24/2018) (song #7363)

 
I’m here all alone in my lonely sorrow
Without you the rooms seem empty and bare
If you should return some fine tomorrow
You can find me on despair thoroughfare

I left all my dreams of love behind me
And I gave up hoping that you’d be fair
If you should return eventually
You can find me on despair thoroughfare

(Instrumental)

My friends said that you would soon desert me
That I’d wake up and you would not be there
But if you decide that you’d not hurt me
You can find me on despair thoroughfare

I left all my dreams of love behind me
And I gave up hoping that you’d be fair
If you should return eventually
You can find me on despair thoroughfare

You can find me on despair thoroughfare
You can find me on despair thoroughfare



Drive Away Day (Larry W Jones 11/03/2018) (song #7369)

 
Today is drive away day sweet baby has gone away
Today is drive away day down the road
Sweet baby has left this town, today she turned my love down
Today is drive away day down the road

I think I’ll go driving flying on down the road
I think I’ll lighten brighten this new heavy load
Today is drive away day sweet baby has gone away
Today is drive away day down the road

(Instrumental)

I just can’t face myself my heart is on the shelf
Today is drive away day down the road
My dream has gone downhill but my heart loves her still
Today is drive away day down the road

I think I’ll go driving flying on down the road
I think I’ll lighten brighten this new heavy load
Today is drive away day sweet baby has gone away
Today is drive away day down the road



Freeways (Larry W Jones 02/21/2019) (song #7432)

 
Freeways travel in all directions
Cause for reflection is what they give
No freeways are paved of the quiet kind
Leading to the shadows of my mind

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind

(Instrumental)

Freeways travel mountains and valleys
To some rally with a loud refrain
I need an alley where there’s no pain
Where searching for love is not in vain

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind

(Instrumental)

Freeways lead people into danger
Where some bad stranger might push and shove
I need a back road of the quiet kind
Leading to a love I have in mind

Freeways never reach up to the sky
Where dreams of love fly above the clouds
Freeways don’t know the heart of a dove
Freeways will never lead to true love

(Instrumental)

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind



Old Town Road (Larry W Jones 03/29/2019) (song #7499)

 
Well, I’m drivin’ my pickup down an old town road
Goin’ to a rodeo I ain’t rode before
Drivin’ my F-150 down an old town road
Gonna ride a bull until my back side is sore

Got an old one horse trailer on the bumper hitch
Tack and saddle ain’t new but they’re a perfect match
My Stetson’s just a 5X with a broken stitch
Drivin’ for another eight second riders patch

I’m drivin’ down an old town road
With an old cowboy’s pickup load
F-150 ain’t bein’ towed
Yeah, drivin’ down an old town road

(Instrumental)

Back on the farm I drive an old John Deere tractor
Ten hours a day ain’t good by nobody’s factor
Seen the sign about a rodeo so I slowed
Now I’m drivin’ my pickup down an old town road

Got an old one horse trailer on the bumper hitch
Tack and saddle ain’t new but they’re a perfect match
My Stetson’s just a 5X with a broken stitch
Drivin’ for another eight second riders patch

I’m drivin’ down an old town road
With an old cowboy’s pickup load
F-150 ain’t bein’ towed
Yeah, drivin’ down an old town road

Yeah, I’m drivin’ my pickup down an old town road



Tarmac Troubadour (Larry W Jones 04/13/2019) (song #7511)

 
Morning sunshine has lightened up the skies
While beside her my eyes are opened wide
Truck is loaded with a high canvas load
So, here I go, the tarmac troubadour

With coffee thermos I climb in the cab
Soon I’ll be rollin’ on the superslab
Now make this big Mack bulldog diesel roar
One run more for the tarmac troubadour

(Instrumental)

Chicago will soon be comin’ in sight
Drivin’ all day and now it’s stormy night
Thinkin’ of my darlin’ with all my might
Homebound track for the tarmac troubadour

Soon I’ll be right back in her arms again
Until then I’ll be rollin’ like the wind
Got my right foot and pedal on the floor
Home’s callin’ for the tarmac troubadour

Got my right foot and pedal on the floor
Home’s callin’ for the tarmac troubadour



Big Wheels Roll At Midnight (Larry W Jones 06/18/2019) (song #7539)

 
Well, I grew up in a town called Little
I saw both ends standing in the middle
I’d sneak around downtown in the moonlight
And watch those great big wheels roll at midnight

I caught a big ‘ol case of restlessness
And both my feet gave chase to carelessness
No care I gave as to the wrong or right
I had to make big wheels roll at midnight

Well, I put my eye on the centerline
And I left that town like a man who’s blind
Though I knew I would never find daylight
Making eighteen big wheels roll at midnight

(Instrumental)

Well, I put my eye on the centerline
And I left that town like a man who’s blind
Though I knew I would never find daylight
Making eighteen big wheels roll at midnight

I’m still here driving on the long highway
Just hope the wife and kids back home don’t stray
When this run’s done I’ve got a song to write
About making big wheels roll at midnight

When this run’s done I’ve got a song to write
About making big wheels roll at midnight



Truck Driving Queen (Larry W Jones 06/19/2019) (song #7540)

 
She stopped at a small diner in Texas
Just on the outskirts of old Abilene
The jukebox was playing about exes
And one verse mentioned a truck driving queen

She ordered a cup of Folgers coffee
And she wore an older pair of blue jeans
Then she talked about her ex named Bobby
And how she became a truck driving queen

(Instrumental)

She ordered a cup of coffee to go
But then, before she left old Abilene
She turned and said that everyone should know
She’d been driving a truck when turned eighteen

She climbed in the cab of her old semi
And headed west out of old Abilene
Nobody saw her when she started to cry
She was the song of a truck driving queen

Nobody saw her when she started to cry
She was the song of a truck driving queen



Freightliner Diner (Larry W Jones 06/19/2019) (song #7541)

 
Well, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner
In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA
All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer
Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway

I heard stories of a railroad that leads to Santa Fe
An old trucker said he wasn’t gonna tell me tall tales
Said he was driving the road beside it the other day
And he was going so fast he blew the train off the rails

(Instrumental)

Yeah, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner
In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA
All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer
Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway

A man came in and took out a little bottle of pills
Said it was concentrated caffeine to keep him awake
They helped a lot when pulling Albuquerque’s Nine Mile Hill
Then he ordered more coffee just for good old goodness sake

(Instrumental)

Well, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner
In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA
All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer
Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway

Old Red Sovine stopped in from the hills of West Virginia
He put a quarter in the jukebox and played Teddy Bear
Del Reeves dropped by on the way to Creole Louisiana
And that’s when the rockin’ Girl On The Billboard filled the air

(Instrumental)

Yeah, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner
In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA
All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer
Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway

One day Boxcar Willie stopped in to say hello to us
Said he barely made it cause he almost ran out of luck
Back down the road he tried to pass a big ‘ol Greyhound bus
Got back in line just in time to miss a runaway truck

(Instrumental)

Yeah, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner
In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA
All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer
Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway

I’ve heard it all from Tom McCall, and old Charley Pride
Moe Bandy, Micky Gilley and more stopped by on their ride
All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer
Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway



Born For The Ramblin Road (Larry W Jones 06/20/2019) (song #7542)

 
Well, I was born for the ramblin’ road
Drivin’ big ‘ol trucks with heavy loads
And when they call me for haulin’
I can hear the road a-callin’
Cause I was born for the ramblin’ road

Daddy was a farmer in Georgia
But that plowin’ never was my goal
I was born with longing for ramblin’
Behind a plow I’d not be standin’
Cause I was born for the ramblin’ road

(Instrumental)

Today I’m drivin’ to New Orleans
Eight hours south of Nashville Tennessee
Stop at Lucille’s on Bayou Lafourche
Eat some good Creole gumbo cuisine
The ramblin’ road keeps on callin’ me

Drivin’ big ‘ol trucks with heavy loads
Freightliner camper is my abode
Understand that I’m a drivin’ man
Cause I was born for the ramblin’ road
Yeah, I was born for the ramblin’ road

Born for the rambling road

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