Runway Rebels in Blue

Runway Rebels in Blue” Verse 1 Wind kicks dust across the tarmac, South Texas moon hangin’ low, Jet engines howlin’ like coyotes On the edge of Mexico. Midnight shift and black coffee, Boot heels echo through the gate, They don’t punch a clock for glory— They punch it ’cause trouble don’t wait. Pre-Chorus Out where the border meets the sky, You either stand your ground… or step aside. Chorus They’re the last line standin’ By the runway lights, Shadows movin’ in the dead of night. No silver spoon, no easy ride, Just a badge and a whole lotta pride. Yeah, when the wheels hit down in Laredo, And the night gets wild and blue, You’ll find the law don’t scare easy— Runway rebels in blue. Verse 2 Smugglers dream and gamblers run, Every town’s got both, But you won’t slip past their watchful eyes Just by wearin’ a suit and coat. From cargo holds to departure lanes, They read between the lines, ’Cause trouble’s got a thousand faces And they’ve seen ’em all in time. Pre-Chorus Steel in their spine, calm in their stare, They don’t back down—they meet you there. Chorus They’re the last line standin’ By the runway lights, Stars and stripes in neon light. No headline fame, no big parade, Just hard-earned respect they made. Yeah, when the wheels hit down in Laredo, Under that border moon, You’ll find the law don’t scare easy— Runway rebels in blue.