Cole Ryan - Born To Drive

Haulin' trailers for a livin', Canada to Mexico
Somewhere in the middle, little place that I call home
That open porch two bedroom, needs it a new roof
Got one last load to Houston, and I'm comin' home to you
No sleep is all I'll get, until I'm biddin' you farewell
Wavin' bye to teary eyes, leanin' in stairwells
A hundred more of diesel won't even fill her up
Made it in at three a.m., and we're leavin' at sun up and
It's another weigh station, another drop
My daddy taught me everything, he knows it's all I got
And I know it's not a pretty life, but it gets us by
Put the pedal to the metal, baby, I was born to drive
I was born to drive, well, I was born to drive
Well, I was born to drive, well, I was born to drive
Got freight from here to there, New York, LA, and back
Drive a day and a half straight, maybe stop to take a nap
I can't afford a breakdown, oh damn, another flat
Well, I can't wait to get to the place just where my baby's at
And it's another weigh station, another drop
My daddy taught me everything, he knows it's all I got
And I know it's not a pretty life, but it gets us by
Put the pedal to the metal, baby, I was born to drive
I was born to drive, well, I was born to drive
Well, I was born to drive, well, I was born to drive
And I know that I've been gone too long
She tells me every time I wish I didn't have
To leave that baby girl behind
But when that morning sun creeps on over that mountain line
I'll be gone again, cause I know it keep my baby's warm at night
And it's another weigh station, another drop
My daddy taught me everything, he knows it's all I got
And I know it's not a pretty life, but it gets us by
Put the pedal to the metal, baby, I was born to drive

Written by:
Cole Taylor

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