Oh these mountain roads make you sleepy, but they won't let you rest
I might get four hours or five, at the best
Too many thoughts racin through the brain
Tryin real hard to stay in my lane
Leavin things behind I'd rather not mention
My truck motor roars with Ferdonyer's ascension
Alone on the highway just me and my worries
Pursuin somethin I'll probably never find
A fork in the road don't know which way to go
I gotta decide cause the winds' startin to howl
A left will do but I've already done it, so I'll turn right to the mountains
And climb that steep summit
The heater stopped workin and I'm low on gas
It's me and the semis on this lonely pass
Weary travelers in need of getting home, but home ain't too much
When you live their alone