I′m burnin', I′m smoking, got to keep these wheels a-turnin'

Hot road underneath me is cataclysmic churning

White lines and traffic signs, there ain't nothin I ain′t missin′

I can't stay I′m in a driving daze, I'm consciously road tripping

Gone like the wind though I′ll see your face again

Passing through your town before you know

I've got to do my time with this old guitar of mine

White line fever leads me to the show

The road of life I travel on, I move along so freely

Mesmerized and satisfied with the beauty that has found me

I′ll travel on and sing my song to anyone who'll listen

Forever mindful of the gift that I've been given

Gone like the wind though i′ll see your face again

Passing through your town before you know

Well, I got to do my time with this old guitar of mine

White line fever leads me to the show

The clock she is against me and I′m running for my money

I need to have the highway my guitar and my sweet honey

News travels fast my friend but I keep travelin' faster,

Angels they watch over me to keep me from disaster

Gone like the wind though I′ll see your face again

Passin' through your town before you know

I′ve got to do my time with this old guitar of mine

White line fever leads me to the show

I'll be passing

I′ll be passing

Can I come inside?