Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Highway Junkie , by - Chris Knight. Song from the album Trailer II, in the genre КантриRelease date: 14.09.2009
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Highway Junkie |
| A hundred cups of coffee, five hundred cigarettes |
| A thousand miles of highway and I ain’t forgot her yet |
| But I keep on movin', I keep movin on down the line |
| Ain’t nothin in my rear view just a cloud of dust and smoke |
| What do you expect when some old trucker’s heart gets broke |
| Yeah old truckers' hearts get broke |
| Those big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off-a my mind |
| I’m a highway junkie I need that old white line |
| Ten miles out Nashville doin bout 91 |
| State boy pulled me over said where’s the fire son |
| He said where’s the fire son |
| I said there ain’t no fire I’m just runnin 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 |
| Those big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off-a my mind |
| I’m a highway junkie I need that old white line |
| So I rolled on into Memphis, I got nothin left to lose |
| Wanted to hear some rock ‘n roll but all they played was blues |
| Didn’t want to hear no blues |
| So I tried to call up Elvis but Roger Miller grabbed the phone |
| He said «Drive them eighteen wheelers, boy, you’re the king of the road» |
| You’re the king of the road |
| Those big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off-a my mind |
| I’m a highway junkie I need that old white line |