SIX DAYS ON THE ROAD

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Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh, Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard.
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I've got my diesel wound up, And she's running like never before.
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There's a speed zone ahead, all right, I don't see a cop in sight.
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Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. 

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I got ten forward gears, And a Georgia overdrive.
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I'm taking little white pills, And my eyes are opened wide.
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I just passed a 'Jimmy' and a 'White’: I’ve been passin' everything in sight.
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Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. 

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The I.C.C. is checking on down the line.
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I'm a little overweight and my log's books are way behind.
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But nothing bothers me tonight. I can dodge all the scales all right,
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Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

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Well, it seems like a month, Since I kissed my baby good-bye.
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I could have a lot of women, But I'm not like some other guys.
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I could find one to hold me tight, But I could never believe that it's right.
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Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. 

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