prisoner of the highway

diesel power, eighteen wheels to rollin', as i pull it on to the interstate, i've got thirteen hours to make my destination, and i don't want to stop to check my weight, won't be no sleep for me tonight, no, gotta be hittin' tulsa by first mornin' light. call me a prisoner of the highway, driven on by my restless soul, i'm a prisoner of the highway, imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah. i've run freight out of wheeling west virginia, and u.s. steel from bethlehem, and i've rolled tobacco out of the carolinas, california winds into birmingham, some people work just to survive, but up here in this cab, is the only time i'm alive. i'm a prisoner of the highway, driven on by my restless soul, call me a prisoner of the highway, imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah. i've got a wife livin' back in tennessee, ronnie, she tries to understand the way i feel, now i could give my hand to another line of work, but my heart would always be behind the wheel. call me a prisoner of the highway, driven on by my restless soul, i'm a prisoner of the highway, imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah. don't ya know. i'm a prisoner of the highway, driven on by my restless soul, call me a prisoner of the highway, imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah. we're prisoners of the highway, imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah, we are prisoners of the highway, imprisoned by the freedom of the road.