(Vesa Haaja)

That big ol írig is wheelin through the night
When I hit the floor, I know Iím doing right
I see them towns along my way
Changing thruí the year
Itís just do-or-die, pass Ďem by, pull another gear

That big olí rig is used to run and roam
It serves me well, gives me a happy home
It gives me consolation,
Whenever I shed a tear
Itís just...

Ooo, big wheels rolling
Ooo, rolling along
Ooo, highwayís calling
Ooo, it canít be wrong

That big olí rig must be my destiny
This lonely highway just wonít let me be
I donít need no understanding
Donít have no kinda fear
Itís just...

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