The Fire of the Backroad

The dust still sticks to the brim of my hat
Another mile, another town, there's no turnin' back
The buckle might be silver, the prize might be gold
But the fire in my belly is gettin' old
Yeah, the road from the rodeo ain't easy, that's true

But the dream of the title, that champion's claim
Burns hotter than gasoline, callin' out my name
I'm chasin' the thunder, though the sky ain't clear
With the weight of the memory, holdin' me here!
Yeah, the fire of the backroad, it lights up the night
Gonna ride till I get my own history right!

I left love behind, thought it would just stay
A promise on the porch on a Friday night in may
That sweet, honest feelin' still pulls at my soul
Even though that bitter betrayal took its toll
Yeah, a love that was broken still fights to remain

But the dream of the title, that champion's claim
Burns hotter than gasoline, callin' out my name
I'm chasin' the thunder, though the sky ain't clear
With the weight of the memory, holdin' me here!
Yeah, the fire of the backroad, it lights up the night
Gonna ride till I get my own history right!

Been fightin' to bring the old blood to the surface
To prove that the struggle still has a purpose
I know I'll never be the man I used to be
But the man I am now is the one that's finally free
Free to ride

And the dream of the title, that champion's claim
Burns hotter than gasoline, callin' out my name!
I'm chasin' the thunder, though the sky ain't clear
With the weight of the memory, holdin' me here!
Yeah, the fire of the backroad, it lights up the night
Gonna ride till I get my own history right!

Never gonna be the same
But the fire is still here
The fire is still here