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There's a stretch of highway on Interstate 24
Between Nashville and Chattanooga
That's claimed many trucker's life
And your life is in your hands
When you start down that long steep grade
On Monteagle Mountain
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 today
Goin' down Monteagle Mountain on I-24
It's hell for a trucker when the devil'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 about 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 survive
Goin' down Monteagle Mountain on I-24
It's hell for a trucker when the devil'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"
Yeah, many good man has lost his life
On Monteagle Mountain, it's a long steep grade
Many good hard workin' boy gone over the side
Watch out for Monteagle
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