One, two, three, four ♪ Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh Rolling down the Eastern seaboard Got my diesel wound up And she's a-running like never before There's a speed trap ahead alright But I don't see a cop in sight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight I got ten forward gears And a George Overdrive I'm takin' little white pills And my eyes are seeing opened wide, yes they do I just passed a Jimmy and White I been passing everything in sight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight ♪ Well, it seems like a month Since I kissed my baby bye bye I could have a lotta women But I'm not like some other guys I could find me one to hold me tight But I could never make believe it's alright Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight Well, the FBI is checkin' on down the line Well, I'm a little overweight But my log books way behind But nothing bothers me tonight I'm gonna dodge all the scales alright Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight ♪ Well, my rigs a little old But that don't mean she's slow I've got a flame from her stack And a smoke black as coal My home town's comin' in sight And if you think I'm happy, you're right Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight Thank you very much Thank you Gram Parsons Fallen Angels ♪ Gram Parsons Fallen Angels Sure!