Eighteen wheels rollin', rollin' through my head
Dark cloud on the horizon and I'm runnin' in the red
Tryin' to track down one cold dollar, lord I hustle and scrape
'Til I set my sights out on the golden state
Ain't no truth to the trouble I'm in
You can call it a crime, call it a sin
Arcata breakdown, come around again
Won't you show a poor boy some forgiveness every now and then
Every now and then
In a dug-out, backwood hideaway, up on that northern coast
Got my trust in god, but you know I got my pistol close
For though luck may be your savior, desperate deal gonna be your curse
First man raise the wager, but the last man takes the purse
Ain't no truth to the trouble I'm in
You can call it a crime, call it a sin
Arcata breakdown, come around again
Won't you show a poor boy some forgiveness every now and then
Every now and then
Sure enough them shadows come stealin', closer feel 'em creepin' in
Lit out the back door faster than the Santa Ana wind
And move quiet, sheet lightning, keep your lamp low to the ground
There's a lotta ways up this mountain, but you know there's only one way down
Ain't no truth to the trouble I'm in
You can call it a crime, call it a sin
Arcata breakdown, come around again
Won't you show a poor boy some forgiveness every now and then
Ain't no truth to the trouble I'm in
You can call it a crime, call it a sin
Arcata breakdown, come around again
Won't you show a poor boy some forgiveness every now and then
Every now and then
