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I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling down the Eastern seaboard |
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I've got my diesel wound up and she's running like never before |
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There's a speed zone ahead on right and I ain't see a cop all night |
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Six days on the road and now I'm gonna make it home tonight |
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I got a ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive |
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I take little white pills and my eyes are open wide |
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I just passed a "Gimmy" and a "White" |
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I've been smokin' everything in sight |
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Six days on the road and now I'm gonna make it home tonight |
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Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye |
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And I can have a lot of women but I'm not like some other guys |
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I can find one to hold me tight |
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But I could never make believe it's alright |
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Six days on the road and now I'm gonna make it home tonight |
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Now the ICC's been a-checkin' on down the line |
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I'm a little overweight and my log book's way behind |
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Nothing bothers me tonight |
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I can dodge all them scales all right |
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Six days on the road and now I'm gonna make it home tonight |
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Well my rig's a little low, but that don't mean she's slow |
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got the stacks blowin' fire and the smoke's blowing black as coal |
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My hometown's coming in sight |
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If you think I'm happy, you're right |
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Six days on the road and now I'm gonna make it home tonight |
