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I was born
with a roadmap in my mouth
And a steering wheel in my hand
I been riding my whole life
I'm a truck driving man
Give me open skies
Big blue and wide
A clear space in the passing lane
And I'll be moving free
Brother can't you see
I got gypsy in my veins.
I am a pilot of the highway
Hear my engine roar
I'm flying down that highway
Watch me as I soar |
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Trucking is the only thing
That I've ever loved
Ridin' down the highway
With the sun shining bright above
As I cross this great big land
I wear a great big smile
As me and my 18-wheeler
We roll mile...after mile |
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Now some folks call me crazy
I'm just driving my life away
Hauling loads down dusty roads
All across this USA
Well, I don't need much out of life
Just the freedom from care
A good old truck, the radio playing
And the wind blowing through my hair
I am a pilot of the highway
Hear my engine roar
I'm flying down that highway
Watch me as I soar
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Chorus |
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Now I've been riding most of my life
But I can soon see the time
When I'll be heading for those Pearly Gates
Down that highway in the sky
And when I pass St. Peter and his golden keys
I'm gonna honk my horn and ride on down
that road to eternity...I'll be singing
I am a pilot of the highway
Hear my engine roar
Open up them Pearly Gates,
I'm coming through Heavens' doors. (Truck horn blast!)
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Chorus (followed by)
Pilot of the High-WAY
Hear my engine roar
Pilot of the High-WAY
Watch me as I soar-r-r-r-r-r
Trucking is the only thing
That I've ever loved. |
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Lyrics
by Jerome A Holst
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