Lyrics:

I'm startin' to hate all these cigarettes, and this lonely day
And I'm startin' to fade like the lines on Route 143
Sometimes I feel like I might, want to get off this ride
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway, at 75

And this highway ain't no place
For home-lovin' drifters like me
All these hotels and bars
And rides in stretched cars ain't for me

I'm tired of missin' the moments, I'll never get back
And I'm tired of missin' the smiles on my little girl's face
So sometimes I feel like I might, want to get off this ride
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway, at 75

And this highway ain't no place
For home-lovin' drifters like me
All these hotels and bars
And rides in stretched cars ain't for me

And this highway ain't no place
For home-lovin' drifters like me
All these hotels and bars
And rides in stretched cars ain't for me

So sometimes I feel like I might, want to get off this ride
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway, at 75

As my bedroom rolls down this long highway, at 75