Big wheel, don't you roll

Big diesel, don't you whine


Through the night as I'm runnin' down the road

Big semi, don't you stop, 'cause if you do I'm not

Gonna make it back to Baltimore with my load



Well, the truckstop's warm and friendly

And the coffee keeps me up

And the waitress there would like to waste my time

But I'll have to pass it by

As it's down the road I fly

Just a racin' with that pocket watch of mine



Smoke a-puffin', tires a hummin'

Burnin' up the road

Countin' road signs and the miles to Baltimore

One eye out for weighin' stations

One for radar traps

They can't stop me, 'cause my plans don't call for that

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