I've been from Tuscon to TucumcariTehachapi to TonapahDriven every kind of rig that's ever been madeDriven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighedAnd if you give me: weed, whites, and wineAnd you show me a signI'll be willin', to be movin'
I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleetHad my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... Willin'Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from MexicoBaked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still
And I been from Tuscon to TucumcariTehachapi to TonapahDriven every kind of rig that's ever been madeDriven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighedAnd if you give me: weed, whites, and wineAnd you show me a signI'll be willin', to be movin