Been down on my luck for seven straight years Just driving this truck down in these two old lanes, oh, yeah I spent my last dime in Amarillo Just like the last time, too drunk to catch her name I'm a rattlesnake, on the highway
I hunt what I need Creature of habit I see what I want Reach out and grab it
Running on empty, passed by a preacher He looked at me, said: Son, won't you come our way be saved? That's his mistake, there ain't no savin' a rattlesnake on the highway
I hunt what I need Creature of habit I see what I want Reach out and grab it
Now I've been through Hell and high water And I still can't tell what lies ahead for me I'm a rattlesnake on the highway
I hunt what I need Creature of habit I see what I want Reach out and grab it
I hunt what I need Creature of habit I see what I want Reach out and grab it
