(Verse 1)
Sunset fades on a rusted pickup’s hood,
Gravel hums where the heartland stood.
Windows down, radio low on the grind,
Memories blow like the wheat fields behind.
(Chorus)
Oh, I’m ridin’ in the wind, where the free roads begin,
Whispers through the pines sing the hymns of might’ve been.
Every mile’s a ghost, every turn’s a prayer,
Dust to dust, but the breeze don’t care—
Oh, I’m ridin’… ridin’ in the wind.
(Verse 2)
Steering wheel’s got the weight of a hundred years,
Headlights chase down a trail of tears.
Moonlit miles with the stars as my crown,
The highway’s a river, and I’m drownin’ slow now.
(Chorus)
Oh, I’m ridin’ in the wind, where the lost souls pretend,
The past is just a shadow in the rearview’s broken bend.
Guitar strings cry, and the tires moan thin,
But the sky’s got a promise I’m slippin’ back in—
Oh, I’m ridin’… ridin’ in the wind.
(Bridge)
Did I leave too much, or not enough behind?
The answer’s in the echoes where the prairie meets the skyline.
(Chorus)
Oh, I’m ridin’ in the wind, where the free roads begin,
Whispers through the pines sing the hymns of might’ve been.
Dust to dust, but the breeze don’t care—
Oh, I’m ridin’… ridin’ in the wind…
(Outro)
Harmonies swell, soulful ad-libs
Ridin’… ridin’… ahh, the wind…
Ain’t no chains on this broken wing…
Ridin’… ridin’… fade on a gravel hum.