| I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow |
| I’m drunk and dirty, don’t you know |
| But I’m still willin' |
| Out on the road late last night |
| I’d see my pretty Alice in every headlight |
| Alice, Dallas Alice |
| And I’ve been from Tucson to Tucumcari |
| Tehachapi to Tonopah |
| Driven every kind of rig that’s ever been made |
| Driven the backroads so I wouldn’t get weighed |
| And if you give me weed, whites and wine |
| And you show me a sign |
| And I’ll be willin' to be movin' |
| And I’ve been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet |
| Had my head stove in but I’m still on my feet |
| And I’m still willin' |
| And I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico |
| Baked by the sun every time I go to Mexico |
| Ah but I’m still… |
| And I’ve been from Tucson to Tucumcari |
| Tehachapi to Tonopah |
| Driven every kind of rig that’s ever been made |
| Driven the backroads so I wouldn’t get weighed |
| And if you give me weed, whites and wine |
| And you show me a sign |
| And I’ll be willin' to be movin' |