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.