Blacktop Reckoning

(hmmmm-hmm) Midnight run through the towering pines

Cutting through the dark

on a yellow line

Rusty motel sign flickers on the hill

Got a full tank of gas and a restless will

And the wind starts to howl

Yeah the engine is warm

We are riding the edge

Of a midsummer storm

There's a promise in the dust

of the next county road

One more town beyond the horizon to go

Let the tires hum low,

let the headlights guide Yeah we're chasing the sun

on a midnight ride

Fading dashboard lights glowing warm and red

Got a thousand miles spinning in my head

Old asphalt singing beneath the frame

Every highway marker

knows my name

There's a promise in the dust

of the next county road

One more town beyond the horizon to go

Let the tires hum low,

let the headlights guide Yeah we're chasing the sun on a midnight

ride

Chasing the sun... (yeah,

one more town)