I’d Sure Hate to Break Down Here Trace Adkins

[Verse 1]
Mile marker two-oh-three
The gas gauge leanin' on the edge of 'E'
And I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin' down
Somethin's smokin' underneath the hood
There's a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good
And it's another fifty miles to the nearest town

[Pre-Chorus]
Everything I own's in the back in a Hefty bag
I'm out of cigarettes and I'm down to my last drag

[Chorus]
I'd sure hate to break down here
Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror
Out in the middle of nowhere knowin'
I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin'
So God help me keep me movin' somehow
Don't let me start wishin' I was with her now
I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear
And I'd sure hate to break down here

[Verse 2]
A hundred fifty thousand miles ago
Before the bad blood and busted radio
You said I was all you'd ever need
But love is blind and little did I know
That you were just another dead-end road
Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams