Long Drive Home Lyrics — R.J. Sloane

Long Drive Home is an outlaw country song about the journey a man takes when he's the one who broke the relationship — and his father drives toward him anyway. Arms wide. Joy he can't hide. The Prodigal Son with boots on, a truck in the lane, and a grandson who undoes everybody. Every man carries a long drive home. This one finally puts it into words.

VERSE 1
Still remember the day
Daddy's face turned to rage
I stole a stack of cash
From the safe
His hidden savings
His just in case
All for my reprobate lifestyle
Words lead to near blows
Shoved me out the door
Tossing my keys in the dirt
Get on outta here
Words still ring to this day
You're too far gone
Ain't no son of mine
You can't stay

PRE-CHORUS
Swallow down the guilt
Of all the wrong I did
Headed down that lane
No longer the same

CHORUS
Dust billows down the lane
Behind that familiar old truck
Swerving to block my way
Stomach drops
Until the door swings open
Old man jumps out
Arms spread wide
Running toward me
With joy he can't hide
Yanks on my truck handle
Barely get unbuckled
And I'm in his arms
We've been waiting for y'all
Let's get this party on

VERSE 2
She climbs out
The passenger side
Picks up my little boy
Concern in her eyes
His mama a gal I'd done wrong
Building something fragile
Something right
Still not sure why
She'd give me a second chance

PRE-CHORUS
Swallow down the guilt
Of all the wrong I did
Headed down that lane
No longer the same

CHORUS
Dust billows down the lane
Behind that familiar old truck
Swerving to block my way
Stomach drops
Until the door swings open
Old man jumps out
Arms spread wide
Running toward me
With joy he can't hide
Yanks on my truck handle
Barely get unbuckled
And I'm in his arms
We've been waiting for y'all
Let's get this party on

VERSE 3
Smoker been on since midnight
Neighbors pouring down the lane
Started to back away
Take my gal, my son
Sorry for interrupting his day
Daddy grabbed my shoulder
Pulled me close
This party's for you
Welcome home

CHORUS
Dust billows down the lane
Behind that familiar old truck
Swerving to block my way
Stomach drops
Until the door swings open
Old man jumps out
Arms spread wide
Running toward me
With joy he can't hide
Yanks on my truck handle
Barely get unbuckled
And I'm in his arms
We've been waiting for y'all
Let's get this party on

BRIDGE
Belly full of Mama's biscuits
Daddy kneels
Motions toward my son
It gets too real
His arms wrap him tight
Lifts him up
Swings him around
I look away
Face wet
Clear my throat

CHORUS
Dust billows down the lane
Behind that familiar old truck
Swerving to block my way
Stomach drops
Until the door swings open
Old man jumps out
Arms spread wide
Running toward me
With joy he can't hide
Yanks on my truck handle
Barely get unbuckled
And I'm in his arms
We've been waiting for y'all
Let's get this party on

PRE-CHORUS
Now it's Thanksgiving Day
Me and my wife by my side
Kids in the back seat
Picking an almost fight

CHORUS
Dust billows down the lane
Behind that familiar old truck
Swerving to block my way
Stomach drops
Until the door swings open
Old man jumps out
Arms spread wide
Running toward me
With joy he can't hide
Yanks on my truck handle
Barely get unbuckled
And I'm in his arms
We've been waiting for y'all
Let's get this party on

OUTRO
Your Daddy in heaven
Is running toward you
Arms spread wide
With joy He can't hide

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