Pullin' Double

I got sleep in my eyes and my bones ain't tellin' lies

Wish this rig could drive itself I'd rest a while

Can't go too fast or slow why I keep drivin' I don't know

Pullin' double's double trouble turnpike miles

If I ever start to slide I can kiss this world goodbye

Must be two miles down that mountain side

I'm always lookin' up ahead and I think my leg is goin' dead

Pullin' double's double trouble turnpike miles

Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' when you're runnin' good you gotta keep on goin'

Always scared the guardrail's gonna get you

Knowin' if it does your drivin' days are through

You know comin' down from Maine Chicago's all the same

One wrong turnpike will surely change my style

And those clouds are lookin' sick and I bet up ahead it's turnin' slick

Pullin' double's double trouble turnpike miles

And this road gets mighty rough and you see some curvy stuff

You know some of it ain't surprisin' by a mile

But I can't be wastin' time I gotta keep moving on down that line

Pullin' double's double trouble turnpike miles

Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'...

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