The meter clicks a steady beat
The midnight oil is running sweet
I know the cracks in every road
The kind of weight a spirit owed
High on a wire in the humming glow
Watching the restless wanderers go
White feathered ghost by the gasoline
The strangest sight that I ever seen
You sit there still as a graveyard stone
The only king on a rusted throne
Your yellow eyes cut the diesel haze
Counting the miles of these lonely ways
High on a wire in the humming glow
Watching the restless wanderers go
White feathered ghost by the gasoline
The strangest sight that I ever seen
A fare just left for the western line
He didn't see the omen sign
The wind is cold and the coffee black
There ain't no map for the coming back
Shift into gear and let the engine moan
Some roads are meant to be walked alone
Just a quick stop at the corner store
Then we head out for a little more
You don't blink when the trucks roar by
A silent piece of the prairie sky
You know the secrets the highway keeps
While the rest of the county sleeps
High on a wire in the humming glow
Watching the restless wanderers go
White feathered ghost by the gasoline
The strangest sight that I ever seen
I'll tip my cap as I roll away
Wait for the break of a dusty day
The crossroads call and the tires spin
Where the long road ends and the night begins
High on a wire in the humming glow
Watching the restless wanderers go
White feathered ghost by the gasoline
The strangest sight that I ever seen
Just a white ghost in the glow. Keep on rolling.
Keep on rolling.
