Diesel and Bone

Forty grand, no questions asked A tarp, a truck, a tank of gas The man at the dock said don't slow down, And don't you ever look in the back

I took the long way out of Galveston Storm coming hard off the gulf Smelled the cargo somewhere past Beaumont — Smelled like a thing that used to love

Diesel and bone, diesel and bone Some loads ain't meant to make it home I traded my soul for a Kenworth key — Now the Kenworth's drivin' me Drivin' me — drivin' me

I-10 east at three a.m. Saw a girl thumb a ride in the rain I didn't stop, but she got in anyway Said mister, do you know my name?

She said they took me in Beaumont, October — '09, behind the truck stop bar She said whatever's freezing back behind you Used to laugh, used to drive a car

I pulled over in a Louisiana ditch I unlocked the trailer, raised the door — And every tarp, and every box, and every bag Was a name I'd hauled before God, every name I'd hauled before

Diesel and bone, diesel and bone Forty grand for a one-way road The devil drives a Peterbilt And I'm ridin' shotgun home Ridin' shotgun home

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