Lyrics:

West-bound ride through Texas
Sun here really burns
Open up and try and beat the heat
It still don't do much good
Kick back and endure it, hundred miles to go
Take a break, get some shade
Before we start up again

Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen
Hundred and seventeen, so I'm told
I don't know

Sun's just goin' down here
Orange sky out west
Got an open road and not a car in sight
I'm hammerin' down the rest
Been thinkin' bout the weather
It's been pretty good this trip
Outran a thunderstorm two days ago
I did not expect this

Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen
Hundred and seventeen, so I'm told
I don't know



Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen
Hundred and seventeen, so I'm told
I don't know

Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen
Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen
Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen
Hundred and seventeen degrees, hundred and seventeen