Terre Haute

Driving past Terre Haute in the rain
Black coffee and tryptophan
Another Thanksgiving Day on the road
I ain't complaining
I've been home a good stretch just now

Up before the sun and on my way
Oklahoma, Pittsburgh in a day
Conversation with an old friend who
Says that lately I ain't been such a good friend

I'm just trying to stay awake on the road
Maybe I should get some pie a la mode
Nine hundred miles is a heavy load
Black Beauty's not what she likes old

I really like the smell of gasoline
Makes me think of places that I've been
Reminds me of a distant mountain scene
Don't breathe it too much, it'll make you dream

I knew a girl once in Millerville
I wonder if she lives there still
I got no time 'cept to stop and fill
Next time I surely will

I'm just trying to stay awake on the road
I'm losing control, heading for broke
We're gonna shake it down, shake it down

When I get there I'm gonna get me a room
Gonna take things out and look at them
Maybe get me something nice to eat
Later get myself a little treat

I'm just trying to stay awake on the road
I'm flipping through the radio
Past talking con men and cowboy songs
Preachers telling me to come along
All I wanna do is stay awake, drive
With the wind still blowing and the night so black
Black like the coffee in my coffee cup
Stir it up, stir it up

I knew these sisters once in Bloomington
It's been years since I thought of them
I wouldn't know how to find them now
I forgot their names anyhow

I'm just trying to stay awake on the road
Maybe I should get some pie a la mode
Nine hundred miles is a heavy load
Black Beauty's not what she likes old
I'm just trying to stay awake on the road
Maybe I should get some pie a la mode
Nine hundred miles is a heavy load
Black Beauty's not what she likes old