I’m on the ninety heading North, its iced up pretty bad That wind off the lake makes it hard to stay on track There’s a pretty little thing, brown hair and green eyes Right now she’s the number one thing on my mind
If I can stay on this highway and get there alive She says that shell make it worth my drive She’s waiting for me on the other side of all of this snow
Why else would I be hell bent for Buffalo?
There’s a Semi in the ditch, there’s flashin’ lights ahead But I’m thinkin’ about a fireplace and a nice warm bed My coffees way past cold, all my cigarettes are gone My knuckles cold and white from how tight I’m holdin’ on
If I can stay on this highway and get here alive She says that shell make it worth my drive She’s waiting for me on the other side of all of this snow Why else would I be hell bent for Buffalo?
I could turn this rig around, its still like summer in the South But I can see her in my mind as I throw this hammer down
If I can stay on this highway and get here alive She says that shell make it worth my drive She’s waiting for me on the other side of all of this snow Why else would I be hell bent for Buffalo