Leaning Into Barstow
L E A N I N G I N T O B A R S T O W
I got the windows rolled down got the radio up and I’m headin’ out of Vegas tonight
And it’s half past one on a four day run and the desert is a welcome sight
I can see you there in that dress you wear and it’s keeping my foot on the gas
I’ll drink a gallon of joe just to make it back home and hold you in my arms at last

There’s a full moon shining lighting up the highway like a beacon to you
If I can make it on time past the moonlit state line I’ll roll a diesel right on through

Well my eyelids are heavy there’s a blue and white Chevy and it seems he’s right on my heels
And I’m a leanin’ into Barstow I can’t drive this slow yeah you know how it feels
But the road is made for the big and brave and may the fella with the best rig win
I’ll brave a long hard road and the highway patrol to hold you in my arms again

And there’s a full moon shining lighting up the highway like a beacon to you
If I can make it on time past the moonlit state line I’ll roll a diesel right on through

Well it’s just me and the road and another ten miles and I think I got my second wind
On Angel wings, strong caffeine, and good old radio friends
When you miss someone so much you can’t stand it well you can do anything
Now I’m a leaning into Barstow I finally run out of road I’m home again

And there’s a full moon shining lighting up the highway like a beacon to you
If I can make it on time past the moonlit state line I’ll roll a diesel right on through
Yeah there’s a full moon shining lighting up the highway like a beacon to you
If I can make it on time past the moonlit state line I’ll roll a diesel right on through

Right on through, right on through, right on through, right on through