wheels If I only had a dollar for every tire I've blown By now I'd be a rich man, I wouldn't haul this load And I ain't even seen no cheap motel in hours And I feel about as worn down As the old lines on the road Chorus 2: There's some station up ahead, if it's open I can't tell There's some basement AM station playing old Lefty Frizzell "Always Late With Your Kisses" don't we know how that feels Lord, it's heaven on the airwaves and hell on 18 wheels Yeah there's fifty states in all, (allcountrytabs.com)