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Wheels keep turning, dust kicks high, Got no map, just the open sky. Six strings screaming, hands burn hot, Playin’ for the things I lost. I got a storm in my fingers, fire in my soul, Ain’t no stopping when the blues take control. Let that lightning strike my strings, Hear that thunder when I sing. Bar doors swing, the crowd leans in, One more song before the night gives in. Whiskey’s smooth, but the pain runs deep, Ain’t no rest, no time for sleep. I got a storm in my fingers, fire in my soul, Ain’t no stopping when the blues take control. Let that lightning strike my strings, Hear that thunder when I sing. Some stay put, some chase dreams, Me, I ride where the highway leans. Ain’t no past gonna weigh me down, I was born for this sound. I got a storm in my fingers, fire in my soul, Ain’t no stopping when the blues take control. Let that lightning strike my strings, Hear that thunder when I sing. I got a storm in my fingers, let it roll, Blues keeps callin’, I lose control.