Whole Lotta Highway

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I got a hundred cups of hot coffee
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runnin’ through my lines
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Be about a half an hour
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and I’ll be seeing’ that Barstow sign
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I’m out in the middle of nowhere
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driving through a night as black as coal
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Seen a whole lotta highway with a million miles to go.

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I was born to be a truck drivin’ man
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Driven every mile of backroads coast to coast throughout this land
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Truck stop honeys and log book money is the only life I know
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Seen a whole lotta highway with a million miles to go.

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The white line is a mystery A never-ending trail
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That knows more about me than I know about myself
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But it keeps calling and I keep driving
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Through the wind and the rain and snow
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Seen a whole lotta highway with a million miles to go.

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Hey, I was born to be a truck drivin’ man
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Driven every mile of backroads coast to coast throughout this land
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Truck stop honeys and log book money is the only life I know
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Seen a whole lotta highway with a million miles to go.

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Seen a whole lotta highway with a mill--ion miles to go.

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