White Line Casanova

I'm dead headin' down from Tulsa
 Goin' back to San Antone
 My baby called me up this morning
 Begging me to come back home
 Haulin' high hopes and thin air
 Losin' money by the mile
 I'll get there a poor man
 She'll make it worth my while
 I was a white line casanova
 A love bandit of the road
 I got the one I can't get over
 I miss her more with every load
 I got these 18 wheels
 Singin' home sweet home
 I been too long gone
 Oh, I'm comin' home to ya
 I ain't left the fast lane
 Since I hit the last toll gate
 I know she's out there waitin' in that Lone Star state
 She'll be standin' on the front porch
 Reachin' out with open arms
 This woman's out to get me
 Shoot the dog and sell the farm
 I was a white line casanova
 A love bandit of the road
 I got the one I can't get over
 I miss her more with every load
 I got these 18 wheels
 Singin' home sweet home
 I been too long gone
 Oh, I'm comin' home to ya
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 I got a white knuckle grip
 On this wheel in my hand
 I'm rollin' down the highway
 Just as fast as I can
 I'm blowin' smoke from both stacks
 Pickin' 'em up, I'm puttin' 'em down
 There won't be no time at all
 'Til I'll be rollin' into town
 I was a white line casanova
 A love bandit of the road
 I got the one I can't get over
 I miss her more with every load
 I got these 18 wheels
 Singin' home sweet home
 I been too long gone
 Oh, I'm comin' home to ya
 Yeah, I got these 18 wheels
 Singin' home sweet home
 I been too long gone
 Oh, I'm comin' home to ya