Ride Like Hell

Sometimes I wonder, will I ever get back home?
 Sometimes I wonder, will I ever get back home?
 Well, I been gone so long
 Will I ever get back home?
 Sometimes I wonder, will my baby think of me?
 Sometimes I wonder, will my baby think of me?
 Well, sometimes I wonder
 Would she ever think of me?
 The way she been talkin'
 Make me mash my eyebrows down
 The way she been talkin'
 Make me mash my eyebrows down
 Make me fold my arms
 And heave a lonesome sigh
 Standing on the highway, wheel too tired to roll
 Standing on the highway, my wheel's too tired to roll
 But I know I'm gonna leave
 'Cause I'm a driving soul
 One more story, all my friends you can tell
 One more story, all my friends you can tell
 I'm booked down-bound to leave, I'm gone
 Ride like hell, ooh-huh