Out here on the road,
tryin’ to make a livin’;
haulin’ another load.
Gettin’ paid nothing at all.
Last time I was home,
I can’t seem to recall.
This wheel is all
I’ve got to hold,
feelin’ like I’m doing time,
too young to be feelin’ old.
Feeling I’m stuck in gear;
I can still see home
in my rear view mirror.
Listening to country and rock ‘n’ roll,
gets me through another mile, and to the next toll.
Chasing the hours
one by one;
mile after mile,
into the late day sun.
Just got another ticket,
keep breakin’ the law,
can’t drive the speed limit.
Is it the sun or the moon,
driving into forever,
just want to get there soon.
Thinking of this and that,
lookin’ for the next exit,
wondering where it’s at.
Heavy eyes I try to fight,
blinded by another headlight.
This tiredness I try to shake,
trying not to pass out,
gettin’ harder to stay awake.
I’m out here all alone.
My best friend is the radio and cell phone.
Sometimes I don’t know;
is it east or west,
rain or snow.
Stoppin’ here and there,
strange faces everywhere.
Up ahead I see the signs,
closer to my destination,
oh, how I hate deadlines.
I’m restless and bored,
gotta keep truckin’
time off I just can’t afford.
I’ve seen the world time and again,
haven’t seen myself,
since I don’t know when.
Down this road I cruise,
just me and my rig,
and my highway blues.
