Prisoner Of The Highway

Diesel powers, 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 wanna stop to check my weight
There won't be no sleep for me tonight, no
I've gotta be hittin' Tulsa by first mornin' light

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 run freight out of Wheeling, West Virginia
And US Steel from Bethlehem
I've rolled tobacco out of the Carolinas
California winds 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
Imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I've got a wife livin' back in Tennessee
And she tries to understand the way I feel (ha)
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

Don't you 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, yeah

Let it play, let it play

Prisoner of the highway
Prisoner of the highway, y'all