Текст песни Prisoner of the Highway - Mark Wills
Mark
Wills
& Ronnie
Milsap
Diesel
power,
eighteen
wheels
to
rollin'
As
I
pull
it
on
to
the
interstate
I've
got
thirteen
hours
to
make
my
destination
And
I
don't
want
to
stop
to
check
my
weight
Won't
be
no
sleep
for
me
tonight,
no
Gotta
be
hittin'
Tulsa
by
first
mornin'
light.
Chorus:
Call
me
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Driven
on
by
my
restless
soul
I'm
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Imprisoned
by
the
freedom
of
the
road,
yeah.
I've
run
freight
out
of
Wheeling
West
Virginia
And
U.S.
Steel
from
Bethlehem
And
I've
rolled
tobacco
out
of
the
Carolinas
California
winds
into
Birmingham
Some
people
work
just
to
survive
But
up
here
in
this
cab
Is
the
only
time
I'm
alive.
Chorus:
I'm
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Driven
on
by
my
restless
soul
Call
me
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Imprisoned
by
the
freedom
of
the
road,
yeah.
I've
got
a
wife
livin'
back
in
Tennessee
Ronnie,
she
tries
to
understand
the
way
I
feel
(Lord,
have
mercy)
Now
I
could
give
my
hand
to
another
line
of
work
But
my
heart
would
always
be
behind
the
wheel.
Chorus:
Call
me
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Driven
on
by
my
restless
soul
I'm
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Imprisoned
by
the
freedom
of
the
road,
yeah.
Don't
ya
know.
Chorus:
I'm
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Driven
on
by
my
restless
soul
Call
me
a
prisoner
of
the
highway
Imprisoned
by
the
freedom
of
the
road,
yeah.
We're
prisoners
of
the
highway
(that's
right)
Imprisoned
by
the
freedom
of
the
road
Yeah,
we
are
prisoners
of
the
highway
(one
more
time)
Imprisoned
by
the
freedom
of
the
road...
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