Trucker Classics lyrics

Well I pulled outta Pittsburgh a rollin' down that Eastern Seaboard

I got my diesel wound up and she's a runnin' like a never before

There's a speed zone ahead alright I don't see a cop in sight

Six days on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight
I got my ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive

I'm takin' little white pills and my eyes are open wide

I got on my wheels and I went out on the town draggin'

I hit a big oak tree it looked like a wreck to the wagon

I got a hospital bill and the judge a waitin' for me to pay
I had a sweet little honey just two six packs away

I told the judge there was two trees and I went 'tween 'em

He said from what I hear your condition that's the way that you seen 'em

One more mile one more detour that's the way goes tears and smiles

I may miss you and I may wish that I have stayed but I'll be movin' it one more mile
And then one more I gotta keep moving I was born a traveling child

It's my way and it's the nature of my mind I gotta keep doggin' it one more mile

Storms won't stop me wind won't do it a little rough ride that fits my style

I got about half high so I spent the whole weekend out

I got home Monday morning tore up like a can of Kraut

My only suit was layin' on the steps

I just picked up and run and I ain't been back there since
Well mad yeah she's mad

It's back to the doghouse I know from the practise I've had

When she's mad I play a dangerous game

In the obituary column they've already printed my name

Well here we are in the same old gate there's always time we have to wait

Cause the airplane's never ready and it gives you time to ask you'll be back when

Well we both know that I don't know we only know I will come home
But I'll always have to fly away again

I know it doesn't come out right for you it's not the kind of life

For you have to save love and keep on waitin' for a moving man