Barstool Stories

Chorus

Long gone days down this two-lane road

Truck bed dust and a pocket full of hope

Rolling past memories I can't outrun

Heartbreak’s a duel you never really won

Post-Chorus

Whoa-oh, here I go

Whoa-oh, riding slow

Verse 2

Barstool stories spill on weathered floor

Counted on tomorrow, but she walked out the door

Laugh lines faded like the sign above the store

Empty chair beside me, just asking for more

Pre-Chorus

Sunset burning through that old window pane

Another night falls, but it don’t hide the pain

Chorus

Long gone days down this two-lane road

Truck bed dust and a pocket full of hope

Rolling past memories I can't outrun

Heartbreak’s a duel you never really won

Post-Chorus

Whoa-oh, here I go

Whoa-oh, riding slow