I'm up here with a Rangmus black top
The headlights on the interstate don't stop
Any man worth his weight plows a straight row
And all our money is the grain in the silo
And there's just enough homegrown pretty girls
Going up around here that like to sip cold beer
It's a blank and you messy kind of town
The kind of place that makes the world go round
My wheels have rolled off this red dirt
My hands have got scars from the hard work
Me and my friends on the wind on the outskirts
Our Friday nights might get a little black and blue
I'm out here riding high on a left hand
I see the world through a crack world rocket
I am who I am, I do what I do
Looking at life from a broken windshield view
A truck bed's got a half full of barbed wire
A bale of hay and a patched up spare tire
Cross on the chain hanging from a rear view
Fifth in a brown paper sack packing 80 proof
Well sun dropping
Sun dropping

Off into that cornfield
Thunderhead lightning coming right behind it
These two-lane roads ain't paid to go
Men flying gravel's all I know
My wheels have rolled off this red dirt
My hands have got scars from the hard work
Me and my friends on the wind on the outskirts
Our Friday nights might get a little black and blue
I'm out here riding high on a left hand
I see the world through a crack world rocket
I am who I am, I do what I do
Looking at life from a broken windshield view
Yeah, come on
Yeah, it's just a blank and you mess it kind of town
The kind of place that makes the world go round
My wheels have rolled off this red dirt
My hands have got scars from the hard work
Me and my friends on the wind on the outskirts
Our Friday nights might get a little black and blue
I'm out here riding high on a left hand
I see the world through a crack world rocket
I am who I am, I do what I do
Looking at life from a broken windshield view
I am who I am, I do what I do
Looking at life from a broken windshield view
I am who I am, I do what I do

For a broken windshield view
Yeah