I just rolled out of Nashville in my big rig headin' south My eyes are on fire feels like cotton in my mouth My whole body's achin' but I got to make them big wheels roll I got to be in Florida by tomorrow morning with a full heavy load I got to get passed Atlanta as soon as I can tonight I got to try to dodge the scales and stay out of Smoky's sight But there's one big thing standin' like a nightmare in my way I got to top Monteagle Mountain a little bit later to-day Goin' down Monteagle Mountain on I-24 It's hell for a trucker when the decil's at your door He'll tempt you and tell you come on let her roll Cause the mountain wants your rig and trucker I want your soul When I started down Monteagle the brakes just wouldn't hold I knew I was in trouble and a-bout to lose control The runaway ramp was waitin' I saw the warnin' sign I said Lord help me make it have mercy on this soul of mine Well I ploughed into that runaway ramp and I could feel that big truck groan My life flashed right before my eyes and for a minute I thought I was gone But when the smoke cleared I thanked God that I was still alive Cause when there's a runaway on Monteagle some truckers don't sur-vive Goin' down Monteagle Mountain... Have fun...