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Runnin' With The WindBig wheels spinnin'On the blacktop I feel like I never will stop Let 'em roll Until I drop Rollin' all night and day I can't get nothin' On the radio I listen To the windshield wipers go Just like the song I used to know I'm drivin' my life away, hey Drivin' my life away I'm just runnin' with the wind Hell on wheels Pedal to the metal Drivin' into the black of night again I'm just runnin' with the wind One bad machine Mean ol' Mack We've seen a lot of black track Runnin' with the wind Pretty little girl in Amarillo She looks like She knows every way to go Well, I just said, baby, El Paso There's more than big wheels Goin' around, you know She said don't worry, baby 'Cause you're gonna be fine I'll get you down the road In plenty of time I'm better for you Than that white line That you've been chasin' around And around, and around And around, and around I'm just runnin' with the wind Hell on wheels Pedal to the metal Drivin' into the black of night again I'm just runnin' with the wind One fine machine Mean ol' Mack We've seen a lot of black track Runnin' with the wind Run it down I'm just runnin' with the wind Hell on wheels Pedal to the metal Drivin' into the black of night again I'm just runnin' with the wind One bad machine Mean ol' Mack We've seen a lot of black track Runnin' with the wind I'm just runnin', runnin' with the wind Runnin', runnin' with the wind I'm just runnin', runnin' Runnin', runnin' with the wind |