Lyrics Sunday

Brothers of the Highway - George Strait

Diamonds on the windshield, as heaven starts to cry,
In his rear view mirrors, his angel waves goodbye,
She knows he's got to go, she knows he's one of them,

Brothers of the highway, children of the wind,
That Detroit Diesel Pirate ship goes rolling out again,
Sailing for that setting sun, freedoms your best friend,
Brothers of the highway, children of the wind.

He putts the pedal to the metal, trying to out run the rain,
Another shot of truck stop coffee, goes running through his veins,
This country turns on eighteen wheels, thank god we can depend, on

Brothers of the highway, children of the wind,
That Detroit Diesel Pirate ship goes rolling out again,
Sailing for that setting sun, freedoms your best friend,
Brothers of the highway, children of the wind.

Carolina west to Denver, Baton Rouge east to Pittsburgh,
Portland south to San Diego, sail on sail on, Tallahassee north to Boston,
Up to Bangor west to Austin, coast to coast sea to sea, sail on, sail on, you

Brothers of the highway, children of the wind,
That Detroit Diesel Pirate ship goes rolling out again,
Sailing for that setting sun, freedoms your best friend,
Brothers of the highway, children of the wind.

God bless you brothers of the highway, children of the wind.