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Makin' my way Tullahoma,
pick up the pace.
I'm traveling with a ring circus,
for Santa Fe.

I finally a radio station
And keepin' me wide awake.
And just when I like what I playing
That's when it starts away.

We're stacking up miles and down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and Ray-Bans
for a place to top off the propane
Moving on along in little house on the highway.

The cabinet doors keep swinging open each time I make a
The only way I where I'm going is chasing the sun straight west
We're stacking up miles and slowing down the passing
A trucker's tan and dirty
for a place to top off the propane
Moving on along in this house on the highway.

Wheels keep rolling into time and the hills are all beginning to

You'll know we finally made it there when the is all petrified
Well don't use the brakes, pop the clutch and shift those
It's no man's 'til the Rio Grande
Driving through the sand and we're just out

Stacking up miles and slowing down the passing
A trucker's tan and dirty
Looking for a place to top off the
Moving on along in little house on the highway.
Little on the highway