tryin' to make a living on the road

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passed a little town about an hour ago, somewhere in the desert in new mexico, thinkin' 'bout something that my baby said, i stop and get me something for my achin' head, pull into a truck stop, parked by the car shop, kill about an hour or so, nearly died on the highway, tryin' to make a livin' on the road, pete raised up and added both my stacks, all precious steady and my coffee's black, highway patrol and the d.o.t. not to even mention pat's y.n.c. and go to l.a. turn around, come back to cowtown, drop off another heavy load, i nearly died on the highway, tryin' to make a livin' on the road, i don't need a roadmap i know my way, i've been driven this road both night and day, ain't worried 'bout places i've seen or been, i just want to see my baby again, well i'm tired but i can't stop, watch out for fallin' rocks, speedzone ahead goes slow, i nearly died on the highway, tryin' to make a livin' on the road, i nearly died on the highway, tryin' to make a livin' on the road