Six Days On The Road

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

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

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

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

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