Fourteen Gears - Midland

Darlin', I still hear your name

Through the windshield wipers and the drivin' rain

I’ll be 'cross the rocky mountains in the mornin'

And it’s one too many lonely nights

When the highway comes to be the way of life

Seems like about the time I’m gettin' near I’m goin'

Hear that Peterbilt whine down the solid white line

Don’t make no money if I don’t make it there on time

Houston, Dallas, San Anton', wind it up until I’m home

I’ve got fourteen gears to get you back in my arms

But if I know that you’ll be waitin' there

Then you know that’s a weight, girl, that I can bare

I can see your face in the headlights' lonely glare

With the big ol' moon steady on the rise

And the hammer down across the great divide

I’ll be pushin' through 'til I’m back where I belong

Hear that Peterbilt whine down the solid white line

Don’t make no money if I don’t make it there on time

Houston, Dallas, San Anton', wind it up until I’m home

I’ve got fourteen gears to get you back in my arms

To watch the sunset on the west Arizona sky

To feel the cool wind on a cold El Paso night

Hear that Peterbilt whine down the solid white line

Don’t make no money if I don’t make it there on time

Houston, Dallas, San Anton', wind it up until I’m home

I’ve got fourteen gears to get you back in my arms

Woo-hoo

I’ve got fourteen gears to get you back in my arms