"White Line" lyrics

There's a lonely white line runnin' down the highway of my life
Leadin' me away from friends and home
And the hummin' of the diesel and the drummin' of the tarps
Are tellin' me that I'm a fool to roam

But tomorrow's sun will find me headin' down that long, long road
Burnin' rubber in the cold, grey light of dawn
And the sleepy farmer tailin' his old cows on down the road
Will curse the wailin' of that big airhorn

But that lonely white line beckons me away from friends and home
With a lure of diesel, grease, and tar, and chrome
And the hummin' of the diesel and the drummin' of the tarps
Are tellin' me that I'm a fool to roam

All the drivers seem to know my rig, and call out my first name
There's friendly faces smilin' at the bar
And I'm mates with that young hippie out there thumbin' on the road
As he jumps up in my cab with his guitar

There's a lonely lady waits for me, way back in my hometown
Who'd like nothin' more than just to be my friend
And she'd like to come on truckin' with me, down that long, long road
So I could give her all the love I only send, hey

One day I'm gonna stop these wheels rollin' down that line
I'll park my rig, and finally settle down
And the friendly faces smilin' will be at the local bar
They'll be the mates I know in my hometown

And that lovely, lonely lady will wait for me no more
She'll be the reason for my journey's end
And I won't be a slave to diesel, grease, and tar, and chrome
And I'll never follow that white line again

But that lonely white line beckons me away from friends and home
With a lure of diesel, grease, and tar, and chrome
And the hummin' of the diesel and the drummin' of the tarps
Are tellin' me that I'm a fool to roam
Yeah, tellin' me that I'm a fool to roam