Verse 1
Midnight rollin’, diesel humming low,
Coffee in the cup and six hundred miles to go.
White lines flashing underneath my wheels,
Another night running on caffeine and steel.
Dispatch says, “Driver, can you make it by dawn?”
I laugh and say, “Hell, I’m already gone.”
Got a reefer humming and a deadline ahead,
Ain’t got time for sleeping — I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Chorus
I’ll sleep when I’m dead, keep these eighteen rolling,
Hammer down while that midnight moon is glowing.
From Michigan snow to that California sun,
Another thousand miles before this run is done.
Yeah, my eyes get heavy, but the highway calls instead,
So pour another coffee — I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Verse 2
Truck stop neon shining through the rain,
Another tired driver pulling out again.
CB talking, channel nineteen coming alive,
“Breaker, breaker, eastbound, how’s that mountain drive?”
Got a logbook riding underneath the dash,
Fuel gauge falling and I’m burning through the cash.
But that Detroit keeps singing like a song inside my head,
Keep that left door closed — I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Chorus
I’ll sleep when I’m dead, keep these eighteen rolling,
Hammer down while that midnight moon is glowing.
From Michigan snow to that California sun,
Another thousand miles before this run is done.
Yeah, my eyes get heavy, but the highway calls instead,
So pour another coffee — I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Bridge
I’ve watched the sunrise over Wyoming plains,
Crossed the Rockies in the snow and pouring rain.
Seen Arizona burning underneath a blood-red sky,
And watched the city lights disappear behind.
Some folks chase money, some chase a warm bed,
Me, I chase that centerline stretching out ahead.
There’ll be plenty time for resting when the final mile is read,
Till then, brother, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Final Chorus
I’ll sleep when I’m dead, let that big diesel thunder,
Rolling through the night while the whole world sleeps under.
From the Great Lakes shore to the Pacific blue,
There ain’t many roads that I ain’t been through.
When they finally park my rig and lay this driver’s soul to rest,
Put a Peterbilt on my stone and write these words instead:
“He lived his life behind the wheel,
Chasing sunsets up ahead…
He never stopped rolling—
Said, ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead.’”
Outro
Yeah, fire up that diesel…
Turn that SiriusXM up loud…
We got miles to go.
I’ll sleep when I’m dead.