Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-yeah Its a long straight road and the engine is deep I cant help thinkin of a good nights sleep And the long long roads of my li-ife were a callin me These rough old hands are a-glued to the wheel My eyes full of sand from the way they feel And the lights comin over the hi-ill are a-blindin me Its a long tough haul from a-way down south A mans gotta find a little bread for his mouth And a home for a girl as swee-eet as my honey can be So its down through the gears, shes a-startin to pull The gauge on the tank is a-showin theyre full And the lights comin over the hi-ill are a-blindin me Theres rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shiftin I-i-in a dance Too late, I see the post and I havent got a ghost of a chance Ah-hah-hah-no The windscreen wipers are a-beatin in time The song they sing is a part of my mind And I cant believe its a-really happenin to me Oh, but Im over the edge and down the mountain side I know theyll tell about the night I died In the rain when the lights on the hi-ill were a-blindin me Hey! Theres rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shiftin I-i-in a dance Too late, I see the post and I havent got a ghost of a chance Ah-hah-hah-no The windscreen wipers are a-beatin in time The song they sing is a part of my mind And I cant believe its a-really happenin to me Oh, but Im over the edge and down the mountain side I know theyll tell about the night I died In the rain when the lights on the hi-ill were a-blindin me In the rain when the lights on t
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 09:12:11 +0000