Story Behind The Song
COMMENCED WRITING THIS IN THE LATE 1970S. MOVING TO ARIZONA IN 1980, THE SONG TOOK ON NEW MEANING AND NEW LYRICS AS I PINED FOR THE OLD FOLKS BACK HOME. THIS SONG WAS PITCHED TO ARISTA NASHVILLE IN THE 1990S
Song Description
LAMENT OF A LONELY TRUCKDRIVER/TRAVELER
| Song Length |
3:50 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving |
Subject |
Loneliness, Long |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
There's a lady on my fender,
she's a Goddess cut from chrome.
Reminds me of the one I love
When I'm a thousand miles from home.
Been thinking about our last embrace
As I drive this blue highway.
I miss you tonight, that's something I'd like to say
Rolling cross Arizona, I keep whispering your name
While sandy seas flow endlessly,
The sun drives men insane.
And the way I feel behind this wheel,
This might be my last load.
Cause I miss you tonight with a thousand miles to go.
Miss you tonight...sweet woman you're on my mind
Miss you tonight...honey, I'm not lyin'.
Now It's seven miles to water,
But a single step to hell.
You can bet I won't be tasting anything that's in the well.
You're a vision in the distance, waiting up the grade.
I miss you tonight like I miss you every day.
Miss you tonight...sweet woman you're on my mind
Miss you tonight...honey, I'm not lying
Now It's seven miles to water,
But a single step to hell.
You can bet I won't be tasting anything that's in the well.
You're a vision in the distance, waiting up the grade.
I miss you tonight like I miss you every day.
I miss you tonight like I miss you every day.
Miss you tonight...miss you tonight.