haulin'

haulin'

i'm haulin'

fort smith to louisville

i'm gonna see my baby

see my baby with time to kill

well

i'm flyin'

flyin'

no one on the road tonight

my radar detector's not buzzin'

no eighteen wheeler

not a cop in sight

got a little gig in nashville

beat it back to arkansas

followed me all the way to little rock

sayin' something i done was against the law

so i'm haulin'

haulin'

fort smith to louisville

gonna see my baby

gonna see my baby with time to kill

so i'm haulin'

haulin'

i'm gonna get there

rollin' in the bluegrass of kentucky

i'm gonna get there

v-8 slappin out real time

deeper than a 808

leakin'red eye gravy from my manifold

spoutin' hot coffee from the boiler plate

i'm chewin' up the road like biscuits

makin' all the time in the world

sun comes up and i'm crossin'

kentucky state line gonna see my girl

she likes it early in the mornin'

like it in the evening too

in between she don't mind it

just about any old time will do

so i'm haulin'

haulin'

fort smith to louisville

i'm gonna see my baby

see my baby with time to kill

and i'm haulin'

haulin'

i'm gonna get there

rollin' in the green grass of kentucky

yeah i'm gonna get there

i tell her not to worry

they couldn't pin nothin' on me

club owner short a hundred dollars

i do it for fun

but i still gotta eat

i cut him and i coasted through conway

put him by the side of the road

made fort smith that evening

packed me a bag now i'm ready to go

and i'm haulin'

haulin'

fort smith to louisville

i'm gonna see my baby

gonna see my baby with time to kill

flyin'

flyin'

i'm gonna get there

rolling in the green grass of kentucky

oh

i'm gonna get there

flyin'

flyin'

i'm gonna get there

rolling in the green grass of kentucky

oh

i'm gonna get there

yeah