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Chris Knight Lyrics
Highway Junkie Lyrics
A hundred cups of coffee, five hundred cigarettes
A thousand miles of highway and I ain�t forgot her yet
But I keep on movin�, I keep movin on down the line
Ain�t nothin in my rear view just a cloud of dust and smoke
What do you expect when some old trucker�s heart gets broke
Yeah old truckers� hearts get broke
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Those big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off-a my mind
I�m a highway junkie I need that old white line
Ten miles out Nashville doin bout 91
State boy pulled me over said where�s the fire son
He said where�s the fire son
I said there ain�t no fire I�m just runnin from a flame
Go on and write your ticket but I ain�t the one to blame
That county judge tried to rob me blind
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So I rolled on into Memphis, I got nothin left to lose
Wanted to hear some rock �n roll but all they played was blues
Didn�t want to hear no blues
So I tried to call up Elvis but Roger Miller grabbed the phone
He said �Drive them eighteen wheelers, boy, you�re the king of the road�
You�re the king of the road
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