| Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh,
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| rolling down the eastern sea border
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| I got my rig so wound up,
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| and she’s running like never before
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| There’s a speed zone ahead on my right,
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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 gonna make it home tonight
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| Well my rig’s a little low,
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| but that don’t mean that she’s slow
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| There a flame from her stack,
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| blowing smoke as black as coal
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| My hotel’s comin' in sight,
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| if you think I’m happy all right
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| Six days on the road and I’m gonna make it home tonight
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| I’ve got ten forward gears,
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| and a sweet Georgia overdrive
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| I got the pedal to the metal,
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| and my eyes are open wide
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| I just passed a Jimmy in white,
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| I’ve been passing everything in sight
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| Six days on the road and I gotta see my baby tonight
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| The ICC is checking on down the line,
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| I’m a little hung over
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| And my log book is way behind,
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| but nothing bothers me tonight
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| Just I can dodge them scales alright
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| Six days on the road and I’m gonna make it home tonight
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| Yeah, it seems like a year since I kissed my baby bye bye,
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| I can have a lot of chicks but I’m not like some other guys
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| Yes, I can find one to hold me tight,
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| but you know it wouldn’t be alright
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| Six days on the road and I’m gonna make it home tonight
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| I pulled out of Pittsburgh,
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| rolling down the eastern sea border
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| I got my rig wound up,
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| and she’s running like never before
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| There’s a speed zone ahead on my right,
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| but I can dodge the law all night
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| Six days on the road and I’m gonna make it home tonight
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| Six days on the road and I gotta see my baby tonight |