(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



(chorus) 

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



(repeat chorus)



What's a poor man supposed to do 

Stuck in the middle and trapped by the blues 

Baby, I'm sick of these blues



(chorus) 

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