gary allan - highway junkie lyrics
a hundred cups of coffee,
five hundred cigarettes
a thousand miles of highway
and i ain’t forgot her yet
but i keep on movin’,
i keep movin’ down the line
there ain’t nothin’ in my mirror
just a cloud of dust and smoke
what do you expect
when some ole trucker’s heart gets broke
yeah, a trucker’s heart gets broke
but them big wheels of rubber
gonna rub her off my mind
well i’m a highway junkie
and i need that old white line
ten miles outta’ nashville
i was doin’ a hundred and one
state boy pulled me over
he said “where’s the fire son?”
said “where’s the fire son?”
i said man there ain’t no fire
i’m just runnin’ from a flame
so go on an write your ticket, man,
but i aint the one to blame
that county judge tried to rob me blind
but them big wheels of rubber
gonna rub her off my mind
well i’m a highway junkie
and i need that old white line
— instrumental —
so i rolled on down to memphis,
i had nothin’ left to loose
wanted to hear some rock n’ roll
but all they played was blues
i didn’t wanna hear no blues
so i went to call up elvis
but roger miller grabbed the phone
he said drive that eighteen wheeler boy
you’re the king of the road
said i was the king of the road
but them big wheels of rubber
gonna rub her off my mind
well i’m a highway junkie
and i need that old white line
i said i’m a highway junkie, man,
and i need that old white line…
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