Steel Light Rodeo

(hey, hey)

I packed my bags and left the dust behind

No rearview mirror clouding up my mind

They said I’d stumble out here on my own

But every mile is paving stone

Let the wind blow wild,

let the thunder roll

I've got the fire burning in my soul (oh-oh-oh)

I draw my own lines on the open road I carry my

weight, I don't need your load Strong as the oak tree standing

in the gale

I write the wind inside my own sail (yeah!)

There was a time I listend to the doubt

But now I know what my own hands are about

No shadow falls where I decide to stand

I hold the map inside

my open hand

I draw my own lines on the open road

I carry my weight,

I don't need your load Strong as the oak tree standing in

the gale

I write the wind inside my own sail

I write the wind

(yeah) On my own road