Bleu Edmondson - Hell On 18 Wheels lyrics

Well it's Saturday night, I've been up since Thursday Another pack of cigarettes some coffee to go And my boots need new heels my shirt smells like diesel And I bet you don't know just how far I got to go I was runnin' low on gas so I stopped in Ft. Worth Ran into some sweet angel said she was from St. Lu I thought I had it made until I heard some voice say Hey boy that's my wife just who the hell are you? And I have taken my share of those little white pills I've thrown it down in over drive in the California hills And I fly from coast to coast I've got to find out how it feels To be heaven in the sack and hell on 18 wheels If I'd only had a dollar for every tire I've blown By now I'd be a rich man I wouldn't haul this load Yeah and I aint even seen no cheap motel in hours And I feel about as worn down as the old lines on the road There's some station up ahead if it's open I can't tell There's some basement AM station playing old Lefty Frazell always late with your kisses don't we all know how that feels? Lord its heaven on the airwaves and hell on 18 wheels Yeah there's 50 states in all and I've seen almost every one Tried every kind of waitress and every kind of beer And over time I've been written almost every kind of warning Still dodging weigh stations but at least I'm still here And I have taken my share of those little white pills I've thrown it down in over drive in the California hills I fly from coast to coast I've got to find out how it feels To be heaven in the sack and hell on 18 wheels Yeah I'm heaven in the sack and hell on 18 wheels