Met him at a rest stop outside Amarillo

He was headed east, I was going west

He had a thermos full of something strong

I had a bag of boiled peanuts and a lighter vest

We got to talking 'bout the miles we'd covered

How the land keeps changing if you pay attention

He laughed at something I said about the highways

I laughed back, though I can't recall the question

It's all just different dirt under different skies

Same sun coming up, same way to watch it rise

You can pack your whole life in a canvas bag

Find out people everywhere got the same kind of eyes

When something's funny, everybody knows

Different words maybe, but the same laugh shows

He told me 'bout his daughter living up in Duluth

I showed him a photograph of my brother's farm

Said his wife left seven years ago this August

I said mine never showed, so there wasn't any harm

We stood there in the parking lot another twenty minutes

Watching semis pulling in and pulling out

Sometimes you meet someone for a minute

And it matters more than people you've known your whole life without doubt

It's all just different dirt under different skies

Same sun coming up, same way to watch it rise

You can pack your whole life in a canvas bag

Find out people everywhere got the same kind of eyes

When something's funny, everybody knows

Different words maybe, but the same laugh shows

He went his way, I went mine

Probably won't ever cross paths again

But I still think about that stranger sometimes

How easy it is to find a friend

There's a lot of road between here and there

And most folks are just trying to get through

You'd be surprised how much you share

With someone who ain't nothing like you

With someone who ain't nothing like you