Six Days on the Road Songtext
von Jim Croce

Well I pulled outta Pittsburgh headin′ down the Eastern Seaboard
I've got my diesel wound up and she′s runnin' like never before
Well there's a speed trap comin′ in sight
Well, there ain′t no cops in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight


I′ve got the ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive
I'm takin′ little white pills and my eyes are open real wide
Well, I just passed a Jimmy and White
If you think I'm happy, you′re right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well my rig's a little old but that don′t mean she′s slow
There's smoke from her stack and it′s bumpin' out like it′s cold
Well, my hometown's comin′ in sight
If you think I'm happy, you're right
Six days on the road and I′m gonna make it home tonight

Well I could get a girl to hold me tight
But I could never make believe it′s alright
Six days on the road, and I'm ′a gonna make it home tonight