Best Of Me [ Brantley Gilbert ]

Saving Savannah

A lone traveler pulls off a desert highway at dusk and discovers a glowing well that promises more than it gives. Round and Round the Wishing Well is a modern country-Americana story about the traps we fall into when we’re thirsty for meaning, connection, or escape.

What looks like salvation becomes a mirage ... a cycle that keeps pulling you back even when you know better.  Pedal steel, dusty-road acoustics, and a haunted blue glow set the scene for a song about illusion, addiction, and the moment you finally walk away.  If you’ve ever felt stuck in a loop you didn’t see coming, this one’s for you.

I was rollin' down the highway, had my whole life planned
Guitar in the backseat, road map in my hand
Then I seen that blue light shinin' by the road
Pulled on over to take a look, man I shoulda known

Now I'm stuck by this wish'n well
Thought it was heaven, this is hell
Keep on drinkin' from it but dry as bone
Highway's callin' me back home

Round and round the wishing well
It's a bad deal as far as I can tell
Round and round this living hell
Can't break free, can't break the spell

Round and round the wishing well
I traded my freedom for this living hell
Gotta get away as far as I can tell
Round and round the wishing well

It showed me faces smilin' from the bottom down
Said they'd found the secret in this thirsty podunk town
Every voice was whisperin' "why doncha stay a while"
Should've seen the prison bars underneath those smiles

Round and round the wishing well
It's a bad deal as far as I can tell
Round and round this living hell
Can't break free, can't break the spell

Round and round the wishing well
I traded my freedom for this living hell
Gotta get away as far as I can tell
Round and round the wishing well

One day I realized, this ain't water at all
Just a devils mirror showin' me my fall
I hear the engine runnin'  and waiting down the road
Time to bust out of this spell and lighten up my load

Found my keys buried in the sandy ground
Left that blue light glowing and left that podunk town
Highway's out there waitin' aint nothin more to fear
Cleared my eyes and mind, now time to kick it into gear. 

No more drinking from that well
Broke my chains, escaped that spell
Got my thirst back, got my soul
Highway's taking me back home

Round and round the wishing well
It's a bad deal as far as I can tell
Round and round this living hell
Can't break free, can't break the spell

Round and round the wishing well
I broke these chains, escaped this living hell
Found my freedom, now I'm doing well
Round and round the wishing well

Wishing Well

“Dusty Wheels” is a stone-cold country two-step built for boot-scootin’ across cracked asphalt and sawdust bars alike.
From the very first crackle of that AM radio and the pop of gravel under tires, the song locks into a loping, pocket-perfect groove that makes your right foot start moving whether you’re behind the wheel or on the dance floor. It’s all quick-quick, slow-slow down a moonlit backroad: dusty boots on the dash, windows down, and the highway itself calling the steps.
The chorus kicks wide open like the doors of a Texas dancehall at midnight—inviting every lonely heart to grab the night air as a partner and spin until the tank’s empty or the sun comes up, whichever comes first. No polished hardwood required; just a pickup bed, a little courage, and the kind of love that only feels right at 75 mph with the wind doing the leading.
Turn it up loud, hit the blacktop (or the bar floor), and let these dusty wheels carry you. This one’s for every cowboy and cowgirl who’d rather two-step with the horizon than stand still.

Dusty Wheels

A man learns that sometimes the hardest victories are the ones no one sees--the moments he chooses restraint, integrity, and a cleaner path forward even when anger tempts him sideways. It highlights how wisdom, love, and a steady heart can rewrite the future one choice at a time. 

Saving Savannah

The Real Tracy Lawrence

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