Prisoner Of The Highway

Diesel powers, 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 wanna stop to check my weight

There won't be no sleep for me tonight, no

I've gotta be hittin' Tulsa by first mornin' light

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 run freight out of Wheeling, West Virginia

And US Steel from Bethlehem

I've rolled tobacco out of the Carolinas

California winds into Birmingham

Some people work just to survive, yeah

But up here in this cab

That's when I'm most alive

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

Yeah, yeah

I've got a wife livin' back in Tennessee

And she tries to understand the way I feel (ha)

I could give my hand to another line of work

But my heart would always be behind the wheel

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

Don't you know

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, yeah

Let it play, let it play

Prisoner of the highway

Prisoner of the highway, y'all