Midland - Fourteen Gears Lyrics
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Fourteen Gears
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What Are The Lyrics For Fourteen Gears By 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 Antone, 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 But, 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 Antone, 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 Antone, wind it up until I'm home And I've got fourteen gears to get you back in my arms, oh! I've got fourteen gears to get you back in my arms |
Who Wrote Fourteen Gears By Midland?
Mark Wystrach, David A. Garza, Jess Carson
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What's The Duration Of The Fourteen Gears By Midland?The duration of Fourteen Gears is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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