Songs / Lyrics


Over Time

Brother Trucker
Andy Fleming


In the night sky I see the bright lights of the night life of this town Getting small as I’m driving away And the wind blows hard With each passing car I’m just holding the steering wheel straight Miles fall And my windshield is the blade At a kitchen table 100 miles away She feel asleep sitting straight She’d check the window With each car that’d pass Her tired eyes wouldn’t wait Friday Night really means Saturday Speed trap sits waiting at the overpass No time to decelerate Monday comes and your face shows it’s age