peter mccann - broken white line lyrics
hey bartender, i’ve got a story to tell
there’s n-body else here and so what the h-ll
i’ll tell you of billy, a truck-drivin’ man
he went to heaven with the wheel in his hand
turn off the jukebox and buy me a beer
drink to your future and it will appear
i’ll drink to billy with mud in your eye
he’s watchin’ that broken white line in the sky
in a blizzard in utah with a big overload
our new eighteen-wheeler got blown off the road
two broken shoulders and a crack in my head
but i was still livin’ and billy was dead
turn off the jukebox and buy me a beer
drink to your future and it will appear
i’ll drink to billy with mud in your eye
he’s watchin’ that broken white line in the sky
well, i missed ol’ billy ’til saturday night
he appeared in a dream and said “heaven’s alright
the angels run truck stops where everything’s free
drivin’ twenty-four hours means nothin’ to me
the freeway’s restricted, no buses or cars
and the broken white line here is painted with stars”
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