| I’m going out on the highway
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| And listen to them big trucks wind
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| I’m going out on the highway
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| And listen to them big trucks wind
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| Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind
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| Well, New Mexico ain’t bad, Lord
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| The people here, they treat you kind
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| Well, New Mexico ain’t bad, Lord
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| The people here, they treat you kind
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| Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind
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| Well, it’s bad news from Houston
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| Half my friends are dying
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| Well, it’s bad news from Houston
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| Half my friends are dying
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| Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind
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| Lordy, Lord I’m gonna ramble
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| Till I get back to where I came
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| Lordy, Lord I’m gonna ramble
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| Till I get back to where I came
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| Till that white freightliner’s gonna haul away my brain |