Lyrics

[Verse]
Stone's got the keys and the title in hand,
Took the big seat, now he's the man.
Won't climb out that truck no more,
His boots don't hit the ground like before.

[Verse 2]
Kyle Reese keeps the sand pit running fine,
Sweat on his brow, working overtime.
He's got the numbers and the folks in line,
Making sure the day's work shines.

[Chorus]
Stone's truck rolls on, dust in the air,
Old friends wave, but he don't seem to care.
From dawn to dusk he’s on the go,
Up and down those roads he roams.

[Verse 3]
Keep your numbers up or Fish will see,
Cutting slack ain't his policy.
The boss man's high but shadows loom,
Fish will find you soon, real soon.

[Bridge]
Trey's out there running folks away,
A hired hand can’t make it through the day.
Seen him chew up three, just last week,
The pit's a beast, and Trey’s the teeth.

[Verse 4]
By the sand pit, where dreams could be,
The work is tough but it's the key.
Stay on the job, don't fade or flee,
This life ain’t easy, but it’s free.