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Well, I'm a lowdown truck driver Eighteen wheels and an easy rider Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on a weary soul Well, I'm a burnin' down this highway And I'm pullin' on a heavy load You know them high winds, high grades I'm pullin' freight and I'm gettin' paid Lord, them chicken coops ain't open And I'm high gear, hammer down in the hammer lane I'm gonna blow right past those smokies I got friends on the inside pullin' strings I've been to Detroit, L.A., New York, Mississipp-i-a Grand Canyon, Hoover Dam, East Texas and Vietnam Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on a weary soul Well, I'm a burnin' down this highway And I'm pullin' on a heavy load Get some! Yeah, this is the motor mouth comin' at ya Yeah, westbound, what's it lookin' like there out your backdoor? Come on! I'm takin' little white pills, I'm seein' white lines You know that log book, she is way behind Ah, this 18-wheeler's movin' just like 18 tons of fallin' lead Well, I'm gonna put that hammer down, babe 'Cause Austin's just 20 more miles ahead I've been to Detroit, L.A., New York, Mississipp-i-a Grand Canyon, Hoover Dam, East Texas and Vietnam Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on a weary soul Yeah, I'm a burnin' down this highway And I'm pullin' on a heavy load Get some! I've been to Detroit, L.A., New York, Mississipp-i-a Grand Canyon, Hoover Dam, East Texas and Vietnam Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on a weary soul Yeah, I'm a gearin' her down, boys 'Cause I can finally see, woo-hey, the lights of home
Writer(s): Scott Biram Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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