This eighteen-wheeler rolling heavy through the desert tonight
I’ve been driving all day but I won’t shut her down tonight
I just pulled out of Santa Fe I gonna make it home by the break of day
Cause the midnight hauler is cannon balling her home

I got my load strapped sown and my Peter Built is wound up tight
I got my saddle full of diesel and my belly full of coffee and whites
I’ve been talking on the radio keeping track of old Smoky Joe
Cause the midnight hauler is cannon balling her home

I got a little woman waiting back in old KC
Lord that sweet good woman don’t love nobody but old RB
I just called her on the telephone I said tomorrow night you won’t sleep alone
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Cause the midnight hauler is cannon balling her home

The highway is deserted it’s a Saturday night
Ain’t nobody but the moon and the trucks in sight
Streaking across the desert like a lightning flash
I’m going home baby got to get there fast

This eighteen-wheeler rolling heavy through the desert tonight
Lord I’ve been driving all day but I won’t shut her down tonight
I just pulled out of Santa Fe I gonna make it home by the break of day
Cause the midnight hauler is cannon balling her home