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| Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh h | eadin down that Eastern seabo | ard |
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| I got my diesel wide out & she's running like never bef | ore |
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| There's a spe | ed zone ahead alr | ight but I d | on't see a cop in s | ight |
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| Six d | ays on the road & I'm gon | na make it home ton | ight |
| I got ten forward gears & a George Overdrive |
| I'm takin' little white pills & my eyes are opened wide |
| I just passed a Jimmy & a White I've 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 alotta women but I'm not like some other guys |
| I could find me one to hold me tight but I could never make believe it's alright |
| Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight |
| Well the I.C.C. is a checkin on down the line |
| I'm a little overweight but my log book's right on time |
| But nothing bothers me tonight I can dodge all the scales alright |
| 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 smoke's blowin' black as coal |
| Well my home town's coming in sight and if you think I'm happy you're right |
| Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight |