I packed it all on a whim Threw an old hand cassette tape in Dad's 84, rusty Ford He swore we'd never make it I quit my job, let my mama down Broken angel's heart on the way out of town Pulled my roots from the ground for The hum of wheels on a blacktop The strum of strings on a flat top It's a neon fever for a small town dreamer Tells you everything you have is worth losing Damn country music You might get lost in the lights The things that keep you up all night Whiskey straight, 3 a.m. Chasing songs in your head It's the sweetest highs, the lowest lows Eating yes and hearing no Just another soul, soul Believe me, I know it's The hum of wheels on a blacktop The strum of strings on a flat top It'll take you, break you Down shore and make you do things You never thought you'd be doing Damn country music When the money, the fame The lights on your name All fade away, but you'll still be a slave to The hum of wheels on a blacktop The strum of strings on a flat top It's a neon fever for a small town dreamer Tells you everything you have is worth losing Damn country music Damn country music