Been down on my luck for seven straight years
Just driving this truck down in these two old lanes, oh, yeah
I spent my last dime in Amarillo
Just like the last time, too drunk to catch her name
I'm a rattlesnake, on the highway
I hunt what I need
Creature of habit
I see what I want
Reach out and grab it
Running on empty, passed by a preacher
He looked at me, said: Son, won't you come our way be saved?
That's his mistake, there ain't no savin' a rattlesnake on the highway
I hunt what I need
Creature of habit
I see what I want
Reach out and grab it
Now I've been through Hell and high water
And I still can't tell what lies ahead for me
I'm a rattlesnake on the highway
I hunt what I need
Creature of habit
I see what I want
Reach out and grab it
I hunt what I need
Creature of habit
I see what I want
Reach out and grab it