Highway Junkie

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ONE HUNDDD  CUPS OF COFFEE FIVE HUNDDD  CIGAD TTS
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THOUSAND E LES OF HIGHWAY AND I AINT FORGOT HER YET
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BUT I KEEP ON MOVIN    KEEP ON MOVIN ON C WN THE LINE
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AINT NOTHIN IN MY E RROR JUST CLOUD OF DUST AND SMOKE
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WHAT ELSE C  YOU EXPECT WHEN SOME OL TRUKERS HEART GETS BROKE
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THOSE BIG WHEELS OF RUBBER GONNA RUB HER OFF MY E ND
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I'M A HIGHWAY JUNKIE LORD I NEED THAT OL WHITE LINE


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BOUT TEN E LES OUT OF NASHVILLE C IN BOUT NINTEY ONE
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STATE BOY PULLED ME OVER SAID WHED S THE FID  SON
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SAID WHED S THAT FID  SON
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I SAID MAN THED  AINT NO FID  I'M JUST RUNNIN FROM A FAME
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GO ON AND WRITE YOUR TICKEY BUT I AINT THE ONE TO BAME
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THE COUNTY JUDGE HE TRIED TO ROB ME BLIND
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THOSE BIG WHEELS OF RUBBER GONNA RUB HER OFF OF MY E ND
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I'M HIGHWAY JUNKIE LORD I NEED THAT OL WHITE LINE


GUITAR RIDE....

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SO I ROLLED ON C WN TO MEMPHIS  HAD NOTHING ELSE TO LOOSE
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WANTED TO HEAR SOME ROCK AND ROLL BUT ALL THEY PA YS THE BLUES
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DIDNT WANT TO HEAR NO BLUES
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SO I WENT TO CALL UP ELVIS BUT ROGER E LLER GRABBED THE PHONE
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HE SAID DANG YOU DRIVE THEM EIGHTEEN WHEELER BOY YOUR THE KING OF THE ROAD
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YOUR THE KING OF THE ROAD
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THOSE BIG WHEELS OF RUBBER GONNA RUB HER OFF YOUR E ND
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I'M HIGHWAY JUNKIE I NEED THAT OL WHITE LINE
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I'M A HIGHWAY JUNKIE I NEED THAT OL WHITE LINE