White Lines and Pavement Video (MV)

I got the pedal to the metal the sunrise in my mirror
Pullin' forty tons I'm grinning ear to ear
White lines and pavement and open sky
Just rolling by

Alabama, Mississippi, Lousiana, here I come
Living free, driving until the day I'm done
White lines and pavement and open sky
Just rolling by

This eighteen wheeler puts the music in my ears
The tires singing way up high
I like the rhythm when I'm shifting through my gears
With open road and open sky
Just rolling by

I run when a truck stop waitress winks at me
She'll lock me up and she'll throw away the key
No wife and kids to bleed me dry
I just roll on by

Eighteen wheeler picks the song that's in my ears
The tires singing way up high
I dig that rhythm when I'm shifting through my gears
With open road and open sky
Just rolling by

After forty years the sunset lies ahead
Them white lines feel like prison bars instead
A cabin in the woods a dog right by my side
I'm satisfied

Eighteen wheeler puts the music in my ears
The tires singing way up high
I love that rhythm when I'm shifting through my gears
With an open road and an open sky
Just rolling by
Just rolling by
Just rolling by
Just rolling by