| G | D | G | |
| Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh a | -rollin' down that Eastern seabo | ard |
| D | |
| I got my diesel wound up & she's arunning like never bef | ore |
| C | D | |
| There's a speed | zone allr | ight |
| G | C | |
| I d | on't see a cop in s | ight |
| G | D | G | |
| Six d | ays on the road & I'm gon | na make it home ton | ight |
| I got me ten forward gears & a Georgia Overdrive |
| I'm takin' little white pills & my eyes are opened wide |
| I just passed a Jimmy & a White |
| I been passing everything in sight |
| Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight |
| Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye |
| I could have a lotta women but I'm not alike some other guys |
| I could find me one to hold me tight |
| But I could never make believe it's allright |
| Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight |
| G | D | G | |
| Inst... |
| I.C.C. is a checkin on down the line |
| Well I'm a little overweight and my log book's way behind |
| But nothing bothers me tonight |
| I can dodge all the scales allright |
| Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight |
| Well my rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow |
| There's a flame from her stack & that smokes been a blowin' black as coal |
| Well my home town's comming in sight |
| And if you think I'm happy you're right |
| Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight |