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

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

We're up miles and slowing down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and dirty
for a place to top off the propane
Moving on in this little house on the highway.

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

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

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

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