Colby Yates — Slow Lane lyrics

Lyrics

It was one of those mornings when I hit the floor runnin', had a million things
on my plate
I was stressed to the limit, had 15 minutes to a meetin' and I couldn’t be late
Then the traffic started backin' up, I thought «What the hell’s happened now?»
There’s an old man creepin' down the interstate, slowin' everybody down
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
Like he ain’t got a care, like he’s got all day
Takin' his sweet time, settin' his own pace
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
Well I honked as I passed him and stepped on the gas, and he just smiled and
waved
The world was a-flyin' 90 miles an hour by him, but he wasn’t runnin' the race
I got to thinkin', «Man, it must be nice to have nothin' more than that to do»
Old cap on your head, fishin' pole in the bed, just livin' your life on cruise
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
Like he ain’t got a care, like he’s got all day
Takin' his sweet time, settin' his own pace
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
I’ve been workin', fightin', scrapin', and I really can’t tell you why
I got all this stress and all this debt, all I really wanna be is that guy
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
Like he ain’t got a care, like he’s got all day
Takin' his sweet time, settin' his own pace
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
Drivin' that old truck in the slow lane
Yeah that’s gonna be me one of these days
I’m gonna get one with rust all down the side
The kind that don’t have a payment