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A hundred cups of coffee five hundred cigarettes
A thousand miles of highway and I ain't forgot her yet
But I keep on moving I keep moving down the line
There ain't nothing in my mirror just a cloud of dust and smoke
But what do you expect when some old trucker's heart gets broke
Yeah trucker's hearts gets broke
But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
I'm a highway junkie I need that old white line
Ten miles out of nashville I was doing a hundred and one
State boy me over and he said Where's the fire son
He said Where's the fire son
I said Man there ain't no fire I'm just running from a flame
Go on and write your ticket but I ain't the one to blame
That county judge tried to rob me blind
But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
I'm a highway junkie I need that old white line
So I rolled on down to Memphis
I had nothing left to lose
I wanted to hear some rock and roll but all they played was blues
I didn't wanna hear no blues
So I went to call up Elvis and Roger Miller grabbed the phone
He said drive that 18 wheeler boy you're the king of the road
Said I was the king of the road
But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
I'm a highway junkie I need that old white line
I'm a highway junkie I need that old white line
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