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Daylight's rising across the plains |
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This rig is streaking like a hellbound train |
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I smuggle whiskey, |
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I smuggle gin |
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Where there's a need well |
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I just truck on in |
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I'm a gambling man, son of a gun |
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I'll take the risks now baby |
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I'll make the run |
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Wanna get home now, back in the saddle |
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Ain't gonna drive this kinda grade |
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A cattle Daylight's rising across the plains |
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This rig is streaking like a hellbound train |
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Albuquerque now, |
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New Mexico |
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This rig is class it ain't a one night show yeah * (And I'm) one step closer to the devil |
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One step further from the law |
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Lord I guess |
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I'm just on borrowed time |
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But I'm one step closer to the |
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One step closer to the borderline 18 hours on this one long shift |
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Wanna hear the sweet sound of my tailgate lift |
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Lord I'm dying out on this road |
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Wanna see my baby, help me unload * |
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Repeat [INSTRUMENTAL] |
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Rolling stock now, shifting steel |
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Got a woman with a touch to heal |
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Diesel, dust and my wheels are humming |
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So close to home, can you feel me coming * |
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Repeat To the borderline... |
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To the borderline [INSTRUMENTAL] * |
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Repeat To the borderline... |
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To the borderline... |
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Wheels are rollin' down on home |
