Well I'm a lowdown truck driver    Eighteen wheels and an easy rider    Lord have mercy -   Lord have mercy on my weary soul    Well I'm a burnin' down this highway baby    And I'm pullin' on a heavy load      You know those high winds, those high grades    I'm pullin' freight, and I'm gettin' paid    Lord, them chicken coops ain't open    and I'm in high gear, hammer down in the hammer lane    I'm gonna blow right past those smokies    I got friends on the inside pullin' strings      I've been to Detroit, L.A., New York, Mississipp-i-a    Grand Canyon, Hoover Dam, East Texas and Viet Nam    Lord have mercy -   Lord have mercy on my weary soul    Well I'm a burnin' down this highway baby    and I'm pullin' on a heavy load      I've taken little white pills    I'm seein' white lines    You know that log book, she's way behind    Well this 18-wheeler's runnin'    just like 18 tons of fallin' lead    Well I can see the lights of home baby    'cause Austin's just 20 more miles ahead      I've been to Detroit, L.A., New York, Mississipp-i-a    Grand Canyon, Hoover Dam, East Texas and Vietnam    Lord have mercy -   Lord have mercy on my weary soul    Well I'm a gearin' on down boys    'Cause I can finally see the lights of home