Driving Wheels

Well, he's following the broken lines
 Living on borrowed time
 Motel rooms and broken hearts all left behind
 I swear he couldn't close his eyes
 As he shifts into overdrive
 He's been up and down this road so many times
 The man of his own
 And searching just keeps him proving
 That only the road
 Can tame the rebel in his soul
 It's the rhythm of the highway
 As it rolls on by
 And city lights as they fade from sight
 Drives a man behind the driving wheels
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 Like a cowboy in a rodeo
 Riding hard but never letting go
 He'll be wandering through the twilight of his life
 Waylon Jennings on the radio
 Country music and the engines roar
 Like a shooting star across a desert sky
 If he's got a home
 It's out on the blue horizon
 Heaven only knows
 There's still a rebel in his soul
 It's the rhythm of the highway
 As he rolls on by
 And city lights as they fade from sight
 Drives a man behind the driving wheels
 And chasin' southern lights
 In a distant sky
 And open plains turn to mountains high
 Drives a man behind the driving wheels, hey, yeah, yeah
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 Well, he's thought about settling down
 A little diner on the edge of town
 But in this world of push and shove
 He's still got freedom in his heart
 It's the rhythm of the highway (as it rolls on by)
 And city lights (as they fade from sight)
 I know what's drivin' behind those driving wheels
 And chasin' sunrise (in a distant sky)
 Through open plains (turns to mountains high)
 I know what's drivin' behind those driving wheels, hey, yeah