Highway Hypnosis

I'm burnin' and I'm smoking, got to keep these wheels a-turnin'
Well the hot road underneath me is cataclysmic churning
White lines and traffic signs, ain't nothin I ain't missin'
I can't stay, I'm in a driving daze, I'm consciously road tripping

Gone like the wind though I'll see your face again
Passing through your town before you know
I've got to do my time with this old guitar of mine
Oh, the white line fever leads me to the show

Well the road of life I travel on, I move along so freely
Mesmerized and satisfied with the beauty that has found me
I'll travel on and sing my song to anyone who'll listen
Forever mindful of the gift that I've been given

Gone like the wind though I'll see your face again
Passing through your town before you know
I got to do my time with this old guitar of mine
Hey, white line fever leads me to the show

Highway hypnosis
Highway hypnosis
Highway hypnosis

Well, the clock, she is against me and I'm running for my money
I need to have the highway, my guitar and my sweet honey
News travels fast my friend but I keep travelin' faster
Angels that watch over me to keep me from disaster

Gone like the wind though I'll see your face again
Passin' through your town before you know
But I've got to do my time with this old guitar of mine
White line fever leads me to the show