Ah, fire them things up boys
Been out here on this highway
Rolling on now twenty years
Just like my dad before me
Coffee, blood, sweat, and tears
I'm addicted to the white line
A prisoner of the road
Ain't no cure for this disease
It brings us outlaws and rogues
When they locked me up
They handed me the keys
I'm pulling eighteen gears to life
With no chance of parole
My heart belongs to Jesus
But this highway owns my soul
It's a crime I'm doing time
Just to send it on down the line
I'm pulling eighteen gears
Eighteen gears, eighteen gears to life
Some say I'm semi crazy
My God, its hard to tell
This diamond tuck and leather
Just might be my padded cell
Those pictures on my dashboard
Where I've watched my kids grow up
I thank God they understand
The cost of diesel in my blood
They know this rambling man
And what sets me free
I'm pulling eighteen gears to life
With no chance of parole
My heart belongs to Jesus
But this ole highway owns my soul
It's a crime I'm doing time
Just to send it on down the line
I'm pulling eighteen gears
Eighteen gears, eighteen gears to life
I'm pulling eighteen gears to life
With no chance of parole
My heart belongs to Jesus
But this highway owns my soul
It's a crime I'm doing time
Just to send it on down the line
I'm pulling eighteen gears
Eighteen gears, eighteen gears to life
There's no escaping this addiction
So, until the day I die
I'm pulling eighteen gears, eighteen gears
Eighteen gears to life
Eighteen gears to life
Eighteen gears to life