DESCRIPTION:
From Shakin’ in the Barn (2005).

I got the white line fever, comin’ back from the shaky side
I got the white line fever, in a triple digit ride
White line fever, got ‘er up into booogie now
White line fever, layin’ the hammer down and how

You know that I was born in a big rig
I got diesel runnin’ through my veins
Soon as I got me a clear shot
I was burnin’ up the bumper lane
I grew up on the highway
Yes I’ve paid the toll
But eighteen wheels is the only way I roll

I got the white line fever, comin’ back from the shaky side
I got the white line fever, in a triple digit ride
White line fever, got ‘er up into booogie now
White line fever, layin’ the hammer down and how

Well I’m on my way to Cigar City
To pick up another load
Then I flip flop to California
That’s where I get paid what I’m owed
White cross and coffee a little west coast turn around
Then stand on it baby
’cause you know I’m homeward bound

I got the white line fever, comin’ back from the shaky side
I got the white line fever, in a triple digit ride
White line fever, got ‘er up into booogie now
White line fever, layin’ the hammer down and how

I got a girl in Tallahassee
Got a girl in Abilene
One out in San Francisco
And every eat ‘em up in between
Love me good tonight
Tomorrow I’ll be gone
I got the white line fever and I gotta keep movin’ on

I got the white line fever, comin’ back from the shaky side
I got the white line fever, in a triple digit ride
White line fever, got ‘er up into booogie now
White line fever, layin’ the hammer down and how

White lines on the mirror
White lines on the road
I got the white line fever baby don’t you know
White line fever
Layin’ the hammer down and how