Jammed in the backseat A van full of gear Gypsy who sings away Make-believe fears
Worn out body And the cars run down Eleven shows, ten days One for each town
I'm a highway hustler I do my living on the road I was born here with a ramblin' soul I'm a bonafide trucker I'm a two-lane lover Whoa I'm a highway hustler
Leaves are changing Winter is cold I just left the western coast Eight-hour drive to make it to the gig Running down a dream In my '95 rig
I'm a highway hustler I do my living on the road I was born here with a ramblin' soul I'm a bonafide trucker I'm a two-lane lover Whoa I'm a highway hustler
If you love what you do Then you won't work a day There ain't nothing better than cruisin' Down a two-lane
I'm a highway hustler I do my living on the road I was born here with a ramblin' soul I'm a bonafide trucker I'm a two-lane lover Whoa I'm a highway hustler
I'm a highway hustler I do my living on the road I was born here with a ramblin' soul I'm a bonafide trucker I'm a two-lane lover Whoa I'm a highway hustlerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
