Intro: D
A hundred cups of coffee five hundred cigarettes
A thousand miles of highway and I ain't forgot her yet
But I keep onmovin' I keep movin down the line
There ain't nothin' in my mirror just a cloud of dust and smoke
What do you expect when some ole truckers heart gets broke yeah a
truckers heart gets broke
but them big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind
well I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white line
Ten miles outta' Nashville I was doin a hundred and one
State boy pulled me over he said where's the fire son
said where's the fire son
I said man there ain't no fire I'm just runnin from a flame
So go on an write your ticket man but I aint the one to blame
That county judge tried to rob me blind
But them big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind
well I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white line
Guitar solo: G D A G D
So I rolled on down to Memphis I had nothin left loose
Wanted to hear some rock n' roll but all they played was blues
I didn't wanna hear no blues
So I went to call up Elvis but Roger Miller grabbed the phone
He said drive that eighteen wheeler boy you're the king of the road
Said I was the king of the road
But them big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind
well I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white line
I said I'm a highway junkie man and I need that old white line
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