Freedom

I've been working like a dog Working day and night Trying to make a living Just trying to survive But the boss man wants me longer And goes to crack the whip Gotta cover the workload A couple went of sick Oh When's it gonna Turn around I gotta get out Of this town Well give me freedom I want that open road Where truckers drive their triples And life is nice and slow Just me and my Harley And a little rubber smoke Well I long for the country It's where it all makes sense Can't stay in the city It's just way too intense I like the easy lifestyle Where people know your name City feels like prison And everyone's in sane Oh When's it gonna Turn around I gotta get out Of this town Well give me freedom I want that open road Where truckers drive their triples And life is nice and slow Just me and my Harley And a little rubber smoke Well give me freedom I want that open road Where truckers drive their triples And life is nice and slow Well give me freedom I want that open road Where truckers drive their triples And life is nice and slow Just me and my Harley And a little rubber smoke