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by Gary E. Andrews - 11/03/25 01:04 AM
 
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by Gary E. Andrews - 10/30/25 09:00 PM
 
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https://suno.com/song/5a6a67aa-a762-4462-ae16-d30d88151c6c(Elvis Nash & Shade) Verse 1 Gas gauge low and the moon half-lit, Radio hums that old regret. Another town, another scar to hide, Headlights haunt me like the night I left. Chorus Same highway, different ghost, Every mile remembers what I loved the most. The past keeps ridin’ shotgun close, I see her face in the rearview smoke. She’s gone but her shadow won’t let go, Same highway… different ghost. Verse 2 Motel neon flickers out my name, Whiskey burns but it feels the same. Every mile just circles back to her, Love and smoke, they always blur. Chorus Same highway, different ghost, Every mile remembers what I loved the most. The past keeps ridin’ shotgun close, I see her face in the rearview smoke. She’s gone but her shadow won’t let go, Same highway… different ghost. Bridge I tried forgiveness, it ran outta gas, You can’t outrun what’s in your past. Every mile marker just turns to dust, And the road keeps whisperin’ who to trust. Final Chorus Same highway, different ghost, Every mile remembers what I loved the most. The past keeps ridin’ shotgun close, I see her face in the rearview smoke. If heaven’s out there, I don’t know, Same highway… different ghost.  
 
  
We’re all built from the same dust and dreams, Different roads, but the same means.
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