Lyrics Estacata - Bob Wayne

I've been riding 18 wheels
My whole life behind the wheel
I feel at home
I've done myself a, a couple miles
And I've done my final load
I hopped a freight train on down to San Antonio
With an old friend of mine
He said, "Son, it's time you gotta go"
You better leave those wheels behind

I ended up down in Texas in a rut
Wish I had them 18 wheels right now
I ain't got no money
I'm fresh out of luck
I think it's time I leave this town
I flew a sign with Estacade on my mind
Just a few more miles to go
I'll head out west
Where I can get some rest
And at least I feel at home

Looking back between the wheels and the tracks
You know I don't got no regrets
I do have some scars from all these fucked up bars
And lord knows how many debts
I met a girl, she wants to settle down
But I don't think I know how
Too many miles, way too many trials
I can't change right now
Friends, I, I won't change right now