Texty piesní Earl Thomas Conley

Earl Thomas Conley

Too Much Noise (trucker's Waltz)

There's a hell raising cowboy

In your truck driving heart

You've got the world narrowed down

To four lanes

But how could diesel blooded horses

Ever drag you apart

From the only girl who could ever

Ease your pain

She would follow your dreams

To the farthest extremes

But she needs more than just someone

To be true to

While it seems you just need someone sane

Who can drive all that noise

From your brain

Well you can roll on forever

Once you're out on your own

Until you finally catch up

To the truth

Then all the signs run together

And boy you're too far from home

To leave Ruby Ann

With the blues

So you can go to extremes

With your truck loving dreams

But now you've just got yourself

To be true to

And it hurts but there's no one to blame

But all of that noise

On your brain