Six Days on the Road Songtext
von The Lords of Altamont

Well, I pulled outta Pittsburg, rolling down that eastern seaboard
Got my diesel wound up and she′s running like never before
There's a speed trap ahead, alright
I don′t see a cop in sight

Six days on the road
I'm gonna make it home tonight

I got a ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive
Taking little white pills and my eyes are open wide
Just passed Jimmy and White
I been passing everything in sight

Six days on the road
I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well, it seems like a year since I kissed my baby goodbye
Could have a lotta women but I′m not like some other guys
I could find one to hold me tight
But never make believe it′s right


Six days on the road
I'm a gonna make it home tonight

You know the ICC is checking on down the line
I′m a little overweight and my log book's way behind
But nothing bothers me tonight
I can dodge all the scales, alright

Six days on the road
I′m a gonna make it home tonight

My rig's a little old but that doesn′t mean she's slow
Got a flame from the stack and the smoke is blowing black as coal
My hometown's comin′ in sight
If you think I′m happy, you're right

Six days on the road
I′m gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road
I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road
I′m gonna make it home tonight