18 Wheels Fred Eaglesmith

Driving rain
40 miles out of Michigan
Spiderweb headlights
Shut me down

I knocked on the door
I rang the bell
The sign said vacancy
There was no-one around

18 wheels up against the wall
56 tons, grain alcohol
Danger pay, I'm trying to be strong
But my will is gone
My will is gone
My will is gone

Lightning flashing
Standing in a phone booth
I called her number
I got a machine

I heard her voice
I heard the tone
I tried to speak
I couldn't say anything