Some people go for gold And lose sight of their shine And the sparkle that once was Gets tarnished in mine They forget what they was after they fall off the track And their vision that was vivid gets lost in pitch black Age starts to take place like a bomb that keeps ticking And they regret not chasing after it after they had the ambition The ambition fades away like the red on a rose And the regret s**s the life from everybody I suppose But my rose ain’t red It won’t die but ain’t fake But when I die I’ll drown myself in these lyrics I speak …White…lightning (Chasing white lightning) (Chasing white lightning) I ain’t no stranger to the rain I put the sunshine in my grey clouds Worked hard for where I’m at so it’s easier for me to sleep now But I don’t sleep I walk the roads from stop sign to street name No yellow marks on these back roads so I paint the lines and paint my way And these framed pics on my wall for my top tens on these music charts Represent these small towns you’ll never see with a big heart And these lyrics in my songs are the warm spot like a carhartt Don’t ever forget that one place that made you that person that you are Many miles I’ve run wheels turnin’ on that one lane Last year’s boots broken soles chasing one thing Caught up in the storm, my life it gets me excited I guess you could say I guess you could say that I’m chasing white lightning Chasing white lightning I’m chasing white lightning Chasing white lightning Let the rain come down til I can’t hear myself think Let the rain come down and drown the radio out in this little s10 I wanna go back sometimes I’m sittin’ at sonic doin’ nothin’ Chilling with all my friends on the tailgate rolling up and jamming something Yeah, young gun I was one of those putting Jack D in my Dr. Pepper Had stickers all on my back gla** of my truck and made the sh** look better Just a poor boy dreamin’ too big for the town that I was raised up in That’s why I represent the underdogs I want them to know that they can win Many miles I’ve run wheels turnin’ on that one lane Last year’s boots broken soles chasing one thing Caught up in the storm, my life it gets me excited I guess you could say I guess you could say that I’m chasing white lightning Chasing white lightning I’m chasing white lightning I’m chasing white lightning Many miles I’ve run wheels turnin’ on that one lane Last year’s boots broken soles chasing one thing Caught up in the storm, my life, it gets me excited I guess you could say I guess you could say that I’m chasing white lightning Chasing white lightning I’m chasing white lightning Chasing white lightning