Highway Crawler

Put me in your phone as the highway crawler
I push the clutch in, no - I won't stall 'er
If you need me there now, don't hesitate to holler
From the coast to the prairies for just one dollar
Fourteen hours in for a weekend show
I'm not feeling lonely but I'm driving alone
There ain't no limit on how far I'll go
I'll go all in, I ain't taking it slow
Put a buck-twenty up on the dash
There ain't no rest if you want the cash
Only making stops for coffee and gas
'cause this old rig is a-hauling ass
Been driving so long my leg's feeling cursed
they're gonna have to pick me up in a hearse
Singing along's got me feeling worse
just tryin'a remember the words to the second verse
Caffeine in the console, five-speed on the stick
Running with the devil, oh you gotta be quick
Watching paper cup metamorphosis
from coffee vessel to holding spits
Gotta stay sharp to stay up with the kids
it's all high and low when they're cutting the mids
When the going gets better, you better get good
get a few more horses under the hood
Trying to steer clear and be understood
Baby, if I was able, then you know I would
Lead on the pedal, no time to think
A little heavy metal really gives it that kick
The last gas station fades out of sight
Trying to stay awake in the middle of the night
The thoughts in my brain I try to leave behind
I can give them a lift but they gotta pack light
Light's gone out, and it's getting cold
This passing lane's got me feeling bold
Let me tell you now what I've been told
if you ain't dead yet, you're still getting old!
Caffeine in the console, five-speed on the stick
Running with the devil, oh you gotta be quick
Lead on the pedal, no time to think
A little heavy metal really gives it that kick
Put me in your phone as a highway crawler
Any minute, any day, and any hour
you can count on me to be the highway crawler
Any minute, any day, and any hour
you can count on me to be the highway crawler