The Rye and the Range

Intro

Oh oh

Mmm

Oh oh

Verse 1

Midnight rain

Hitting the hood of this rust bucket frame

Three hundred miles since I whispered your name

My pockets are empty

Only a picture remains

Half a bottle of cheap rye in the dash

Small talk and regrets turn into ash

Counting the markers

Burning through the cash

Pre-Chorus

But I can feel the change

Like a storm rolling off of the range

Something in the air tonight

Finally feels all right

Chorus

White lines flying like a ghost on the road

Leave the heavy weight

Drop the heavy load

Running toward the sunrise

Burning through the blue

Whiskey in my veins

Getting over you

Yeah getting over you

Verse 2

Dusty glass

Watching the ghost of our history pass

Staring at shadows through the windshield glass

Steel toes on the pedal

Never coming in last

The stars look like diamonds against the dark

Igniting a flame from a tiny spark

Tracing the highway

Finding where I start

Pre-Chorus

But I can feel the change

Like a storm rolling off of the range

Something in the air tonight

Finally feels all right

Chorus

White lines flying like a ghost on the road

Leave the heavy weight

Drop the heavy load

Running toward the sunrise

Burning through the blue

Whiskey in my veins

Getting over you

Yeah getting over you

Bridge

Maybe the wind is a lesson learned

Maybe the bridges had to be burned

No more looking back in the mirror

Every single mile makes it clearer

I am moving

Yeah I am moving

Chorus

White lines flying like a ghost on the road

Leave the heavy weight

Drop the heavy load

Running toward the sunrise

Burning through the blue

Whiskey in my veins

Getting over you

Yeah getting over you

Over you

Oh oh

Over you