Rolling Thunder Ride

Red dirt on the chrome,

midnight on the clock

Eighty thousand pounds, rolling non-stop Old Interstate Forty stretching out ahead

No time for sleeping in a feather bed

I can hear those big wheels hummin' down the line

Counting down the miles till I see her and I'm on time

(roll on)

Oh, eighteen wheels and a heart of steel

Rolling through the dark is the only way I feel Got a

payload of hope and a dashboard light Just an old freight hauler

in the middle of the night

Coffee in a paper cup,

static on the dial Been staring at these headlights for another hundred

miles But the gear-shift is ready and the engine is strong Just

keeping her steady, humming along

Oh, eighteen wheels and a heart of steel

Rolling through the dark is the only way I feel Got a

payload of hope and a dashboard light Just an old freight hauler

in the middle of the night

Rolling through the night...

(just roll on) Keep those wheels turning...