There's a cold wind from Alberta

that carries me on down,

From Greenbay to the Port shore

this rig is homeward bound.

Nothings gonna stop me

from that boy of mine,

It's pedal to the metal

and ridin that red line.



{Chorus}



Forty tons of iron

Sixteen hours to go,

18 wheels to take me

to the one that I love so.

I know he's waiting for me

and looking mighty fine,

It's pedal to the metal

and riding that red line.



Springfield to St. Louie

just said goodbye to me,

I'm southbound like a nighbird

on the wing and sailing free.

The morning light will bring him

I can see him in the view,

My hauling days are over

this run is nearly through.



{Chorus 2x}



The queen of my destiny

riding on the wind

I'm heading home again.