(Randall Hall, Johnny Van Zant, Ed King, Robert Johnson)

Five a.m. in the mornin', whiskey still runnin' through my head

I could get out of bed and maybe I'll just have another cigarette

As long as I can remember seems all I've ever done is work

The boss is a jerk and I ain't payin' the rent

Spent my whole life shovelin' dirt



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I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge

Can't take this anymore

Gonna go downtown pick up my girl

There ain't nothin' worth waitin' for

Take the road less traveled

Spend my life behind the wheel

Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge

Freedom made out of steel



There's a knock on the door from the Sheriff

Askin' me where I was last night

Seems somebody lookin' a lot like me

Had takin' up with his wife

He said son if I ever catch him

There's gonna be some hell to pay

He'll be gone for good if I see him again

'Cause I just might blow him away



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What's a poor man supposed to do

Stuck in the middle and trapped by the blues

Baby, I'm sick of these blues



I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge

Can't take this anymore

Gonna go downtown pick up my girl

There ain't nothin' worth waitin' for

Well I Don't care if I'm wrong or right

Gotta split this town tonight

Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge

Live my life behind the wheel

I'm Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge

My freedom made out of steel