No Poison

Intro The chrome was always cleaner than the memories we had Bout twenty years of silence just to find out I needed my dad But we caught up in the fast lane, burning rubber, chasing ghosts Of all the things I miss, I think I miss the "us" the most. Verse 1 You were on that Yellow CVO, a streak of lightning in the sun I was on my White Low Rider, just a daughter on the run Grease beneath our fingernails, the garage was our church Fixing up those Harleys, finally ending all the search For the common ground we buried under years of "not enough" Two souls wrapped in ink and leather, acting like we’re tough. "Wild Ones" - if there ever was one? Chorus And I’m looking down from Glory at the tattoos on your skin Every needle marks a story of the places that we’ve been From the boat days at the lake to the wind across the plains We found the rhythm of the road to wash away the pain I see you smiling by the water, and I’m finally at rest Even though I left you early, Dad, we gave it all our best. Verse 2 Remember Nashville? Man, that trip was such a bust I was "sober, hungry, grumpy," and I’m sure that I was cussed Prepping for that stage, muscles tight and belly thin You just laughed and shook your head at the mood that I was in But we’d still share a shadow, or a moment late at night I’d reach across your plate just to take a little bite And we’d whisper "Not poison" with a wink and with a grin A little bit of heaven in the middle of the sin. Bridge A sister of the sea, just like everyone that's important to me I love that your new wife looks out for you for me Two Sailors in the house now, keep the anchor holding tight I’m sorry that my darkness couldn't find the morning light The mental war was heavy, and the road got way too steep But the memories of our road trips are the ones I’m gonna keep. Chorus Yeah, I’m looking down from Glory at the tattoos on your skin Every needle marks a story of the places that we’ve been From the boat days at the lake to the wind across the plains We found the rhythm of the road to wash away the pain I see you smiling by the water, and I’m finally at rest Even though I left you early, Dad, we gave it all our best. Outro Turn the country music up... Let the motor idle low... I’m riding right beside you, everywhere you gotta go. Keep hold on to those I left behind, go ahead, take a bite, Dad... It’s "not poison."