I packed it all on a whim Threw an old Hank cassette tape in Dad's '84 rusty Ford He swore we'd never make it I quit my job, let my momma down Broke an angel's heart on the way out of town Pulled my roots from the ground for The hum of wheels on the blacktop The strum of strings on a flat top It's a neon fever for a small-town dreamer Tells you everything you have that's worth losin' Damn country music You might get lost in the lights The things that keep you up all night Whiskey straight, three AM Chasin' songs in your head It's the sweetest highs, the lowest lows Needin' yes and hearin' no Just another so-so Believe me I know It's the hum of wheels on the blacktop The strum of strings on a flat top It'll take you, break you Damn sure 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 Well, you'll still be a slave to The hum of wheels on the blacktop The strum of strings on a flat top It's a neon fever for a small-town dreamer Tells you everything you have that's worth losing Damn country music Damn country music