VibeFoundry - Lie Haulin’ | Redneck Rock Song for Truckers

Lie Haulin’ is the true sound of the American highway — built from diesel fumes, cracked asphalt, broken coffee cups, and promises that never meant a damn thing.
This redneck rock track rips through the real life of truckers who live one lie at a time, chasing endless roads with empty tanks and heavier hearts.
Out here, shortcuts are dead ends, dreams rot in Walmart parking lots, and dispatchers keep selling the same old smoke.
"One more haul," they say — but you know better. You’re lie haulin’, mile callin’, riding busted highways under neon moons and through diesel storms.
This ain't no polished anthem for shiny trucks and pretty lots. It's cold pie, flat tires, muddy boots, and every damn mile that makes you who you are.
Crank it up loud, light that cigarette, and keep rolling.
This is for the ones who never quit, even when the road sure as hell tries to break 'em.

Lyrics:
Another load, another damn lie,
Another promise left to die,
Fuel light blinkin', sky turns black,
Still they swear I'm headin' back.

Dispatcher yells, "Just one more haul,"
Swear he said that back last fall,
Coffee's mud, burger's ice,
Map says "shortcut," but it's snake eyes twice.

I'm lie haulin', mile callin',
Empty tanks and dreams fallin',
Sell me gold, hand me rust,
Chasin' hope in diesel dust.

Rest stop's packed, no place to stay,
Diesel piss rain all damn day,
Burger's stiff, fries taste like clay,
Billboard smiles just fade away.

I'm lie haulin', mile callin',
Empty tanks and dreams fallin',
Sell me gold, hand me rust,
Chasin' hope in diesel dust.

CB's whinin', fools playin' king,
Promisin' shortcuts to nothin' rings,
Walmart lot’s my velvet bed,
Dreams gone rotten in my head.

Countin' promises like scars on skin,
Shinin' bright then caving in,
Next big break's a smokin' joke,
One more chain 'round my yoke.

I'm lie haulin', mile callin',
Empty tanks and dreams fallin',
Sell me gold, hand me rust,
Chasin' hope in diesel dust.

Flat tires hum my victory tune,
Gas station lies under a neon moon,
Promised steak, I got cold pie,
Swapped my soul for an empty sky.

I'm lie haulin', mile callin',
Empty tanks and dreams fallin',
Sell me gold, hand me rust,
Chasin' hope in diesel dust.

Lie haulin'... mile callin'...
(Yeah, keep drivin', fool...)

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