Song Description

Artist somewhere in the Northern Tier of USA gets famous and moves to Austin. The guitar player decides to go find her when he realizes he misses her

Lyrics

V1:

Her hair would swing 'cross her back on stage,
she was singing while I strummed the strings
We played all the bars cross the northern states,
Her silky sweet voice packing every place
She got too big for the small crowds
Austin stole her from our little town
I kept playing in our local band
Never thought I'd need her this damn bad

Chorus:
It's 24 hours, on the road, to see her again
It's worth the drive, my guitar's been crying, since the day she left
Silverado's packed, heading south,
Got her soundtrack playing, with every mile I miss us
All the way to Texas

V2
Get a coffee from an old truck stop
Landslide's playing on the nickle juke box
We used to cover that song, played it for years
The memory almost brings me to tears
Pushes my heart back behind the wheel
I've waited too long to fill the empty I feel,
I can taste the perfume she wore at our gigs
I can see the city lights up ahead,

CH

Bridge:
I drive down sixth into the Warehouse District,
Her name's up on a billboard , I score a ticket,
I catch her first set, I tap her shoulder at the bar
She turns, surprised, says she's been missing my guitar
I'm thinking I'll be here a whole lot more

Ch2
It was 24 hours, on the road, to see her again
Sure worth the drive, my guitar'd been crying, since the day that she left
Silverado's parked, staying south,
Her soundtrack's live so I don't have to miss us
Best trip I ever made
All the way to Texas