Randy Travis – Highway Junkie Lyrics  Share

From Randy Travis's album: Full Circle

A hundred cups of coffee, five hundred cigarettes
A thousand miles of highway and I ain^,t forgot her yet
But I keep on moving, I keep moving down the line
There ain^,t nothing in my mirror, just a cloud of dust and smoke
But what do you expect when some old trucker^,s heart gets broke
Yeah, trucker^,s hearts gets broke

But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
I^,m a highway junkie, I need that old white line

Ten miles out of nashville, I was doing a hundred and one
State boy me over and he said, "Where^,s the fire, son?"
He said, "Where^,s the fire son?"
I said "Man, there ain^,t no fire, I^,m just running 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.

But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
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I^,m a highway junkie, I need that old white line

So I rolled on down to Memphis
I had nothing left to lose
I wanted to hear some rock and roll, but all they played was blues
I didn^,t wanna hear no blues
So I went to call up Elvis and Roger Miller grabbed the phone
He said drive that 18 wheeler, boy, you^,re the king of the road
Said I was the king of the road

But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
I^,m a highway junkie, I need that old white line

But them big wheels of rubber are gonna rub her off my mind
I^,m a highway junkie, I need that old white line
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