[Intro]
I was running on a dream
And I can't see tomorrow
Noel

[Chorus]
I was running on a dream I can't see tomorrow
But I know I'll get there when I can
Everything I do it just seems to follow
Superstitious pattern you would think that this was planned

[Verse 1]
Yeah I was destined for greatness, like Dale with the checkered flag
And I was born burnin' rubber, clean up with dirty oil rags
Okay, Diesel Gang, Diesel Gang must be a hick fuck
Must be a truck slut chasin' them big trucks
Now I drive big trucks everybody mad
I'm as humble as they come so I'm not even mad
I'm glad that they doubted on me
That they all left me, now they all gotta see
This white girl with the cut offs and the old boots
Get up on the mic, piss 'em off with the old roots
I'm a Duke girl, ain't talkin' 'bout Daisy
I'm a General Katie in my blue jeans, baby
Hazard in my talents, why half of y'all hate me
But I did it on my own, Boss Hogg can't change me
[Chorus]
I was running on a dream I can't see tomorrow
But I know I'll get there when I can
Everything I do it just seems to follow
Superstitious pattern you would think that this was planned

[Verse 2]
Okay, okay, okay
Get it, got it, done it, did it
Dreamed about wants and now I live it
Breathe it, just try to take it all in
Like DJ Khalid, like win, win, win
No matter what, no matter where I'm at
I won't change, it won't go to my head
But how much bread could a white girl get if a white girl could get bread?
Noel

[Bridge]
I'ma keep gettin' money, I'ma save it all up
I'ma spend it on some land and a bunch of nice trucks
Give back to my county, I'ma lift McDowell up
I'm the Queen of the South so I'ma stand up

[Verse 3]
On my high horse with a double loaded pistol
Ridin' through the mountains and I hear the oaks whistle
And sway to a slow jam breeze song
I feel it in my bones this land is my theme song
Got a black tee on says Rolling Stoned
Support my brother, got last years jeans on
Help these kids on an iPhone screen
Get out of your head, go follow your dreams
[Chorus]
I was running on a dream I can't see tomorrow
But I know I'll get there when I can
Everything I do it just seems to follow
Superstitious pattern you would think that this was planned