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Prisoner of the Highway

Höfundur lags: Mike Reid Flytjandi: Ronnie Milsap Sent inn af: Anonymous

[Am]Diesel powers [C]18 wheels to rolling
As [D7]I pull it on to the Inter[Am]state
I've got 13 hours to [C]make my destination
And [D7]I don't want to stop to check my [E7]weight
[F]There won't be no [G7]sleep for me to[Am]night [G7]no   
I've [F]got to be hitting Tulsa by [E7]first morning light

I'm a [Am]prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Driven on by my restless [Am]soul   
Call me a prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Prison by the freedom of the [Am]road   

I've run freight out of [C]Wheeling West Virginia
[D7]And US Steel from [Am]Memphis
I've rolled tobacco [C]out of the Carolina's
[D7]California wines into Birming[E7]ham   
[F]Some people work just [G7]to sur[Am]vive yeah
[F]But up here in this cab that's [E7]when I'm most alive

I'm a [Am]prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Driven on by my restless [Am]soul   
Call me a prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Prison by the freedom of the [Am]road   

[D7]Got a wife living back in Tennessee
And she tries to understand the way I [Am]feel   
[D7]I could give my hands to another line of work
But my [F]heart would always be behind the [E7]wheel
Call me a [Am]prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Driven on by my restless [Am]soul   

I'm a prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Prison by the freedom of the [Am]road   
Don't you know I'm a prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Driven on by my restless [Am]soul   

Call me a prisoner of the [G7]highway
[D7]Prison by the freedom of the [Am]road   


Diesel powers 18 wheels to rolling
As I pull it on to the Interstate
I've got 13 hours to make my destination
And I don't want to stop to check my weight
There won't be no sleep for me tonight no
I've got to be hitting Tulsa by first morning light

I'm a prisoner of the highway
Driven on by my restless soul
Call me a prisoner of the highway
Prison by the freedom of the road

I've run freight out of Wheeling West Virginia
And US Steel from Memphis
I've rolled tobacco out of the Carolina's
California wines into Birmingham
Some people work just to survive yeah
But up here in this cab that's when I'm most alive

I'm a prisoner of the highway
Driven on by my restless soul
Call me a prisoner of the highway
Prison by the freedom of the road

Got a wife living back in Tennessee
And she tries to understand the way I feel
I could give my hands 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
Prison by the freedom of the road
Don't you know I'm a prisoner of the highway
Driven on by my restless soul

Call me a prisoner of the highway
Prison by the freedom of the road

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