Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh, Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard. I've got my diesel wound up, And she's running like never before. There's a speed zone ahead, all right, I don't see a cop in sight. Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. I got ten forward gears, And a Georgia overdrive. I'm taking little white pills, And my eyes are open wide. I just pa**ed a 'Jimmy' and a 'White': I've been pa**in' everything in sight. Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. Well, it seems like a month, Since I kissed my baby good-bye. I could have a lot of women, But I'm not like some other guys. I could find one to hold me tight, But I could never believe that it's right. Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. I.C.C. is checking on down the line. I'm a little overweight and my log's three days behind. But nothing bothers me tonight. I can dodge all the scales all right, Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.