Lyrics
Verse 1 (8 lines) Sun’s barely up but the trail runs wide, Boots hittin’ dirt in a long fast stride. Banjo’s ringin’ like a fox on the run, Fiddle lights a fire ‘neath the rising sun. Wind kicks dust where the high road bends, Mountains echo back like old-time friends. Can’t stay still when the call comes loud— I’m a high road howler in a traveling crowd. Chorus High road howlin’, move my feet, Heartbeats runnin’ with a lightning beat. Kick that rhythm, let the hills reply— I was born to chase that open sky. Verse 2 (8 lines) Mandolin chopping like a clock gone wild, Keeping time for a runaway child. Bass walks steady like a horse in stride, Pushing every heartbeat to the mountainside. Creek’s overflowing with a roaring tune, Rolling through the holler like a fiddle in June. If life gets heavy, let the world roll by— I’ll meet it runnin’ where the trails run high. Bridge When the night grows cold and the stars lean down, That high road howlin’ shakes the whole damn town. Final Chorus High road howlin’, move my feet, Heartbeats runnin’ with a lightning beat. Kick that rhythm, let the hills reply— I was born to chase that open sky.
