Box Car Willie - Six Day's On The Road

By Mike Terrian - mike_terrian at yahoo.com

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Well I pulled out of Pittsburg a rollin down that eastern sea board,
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I got my diesel wound up and she's a rollin like a never before.
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There's a speed zone ahead alright, 
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But I don't see a cop in sight,
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Six days on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight.

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I got me ten forward gears and a georgia overdrive,
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I'm takin little white pills and my eye's are a open wide.
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I just passed a jimmy and a white, 
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I've been a passin everything in sight,
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Six days on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight.

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Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye,
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I could have a lot of women but I'm not like some of the guy's.
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Well I could find on to hold me tight, 
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I could never make my livin alright.
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Six days on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight.

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Well the ICC is a checkin on down the line,
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I'm a little overweight and my log books way behind.
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But nothin bothers me tonight, 
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I can dodge all the scales alright,
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Six day's on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight.

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Well my rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow,
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There's a flame from her stack and smoke's blowin black as coal.
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And my hometown's comin in sight, 
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If you think I'm happy your right,
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Six day's on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight.
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Six day's on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight.