Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling on the Eastern seaboard.
I've got my diesel wound up and she's running like never before.
There's a speed zone ahead on right and I don't see a cop in sight,
Six days on the road, now I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well, it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye,
And I can have a lot of women, but I'm not like some other guys.
I can find one to hold me tight, but I couldn't make believe it's alright.
Six days on the road, now I'm gonna make it home tonight.

I got a ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive.
I take little white pills and my eyes are open wide.
I just passed a "Gimmy" and a "White", I've been passing everything in sight,
Six days on the road, now I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well, the I.C.C. is a-checking on down the line.
I'm a little overweight and my log blows way behind.
But nothing bothers me tonight, I can dodge all the scales all right,
Six days on the road, now I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well, my rig's a little low, but that don't mean she's slow.
There's a flame from her stack and the smoke's blowing black as coal.
My hometown's coming in sight, if you think I'm happy, you're right,
Six days on the road, now I'm gonna make it home tonight.
Six days on the road, now I'm gonna make it home tonight.