Colin Linden White Line Cold and lonely on the road Lord I wish I had a hole to climb in Summer's warm rain sure ain't coming and it seems to me that I'm thumbing again Standing by a midnight highway Excuse me sir, are you going my way? On and on, the endless white line goes Tired and hungry once again The sleet keeps coming down on top of me All the time I keep wishing I had me a warm coat and hat so I could see Standing by a midnight highway… Sunny days are what I pray for Golden sunshine on my skin Head on south to the Teton Mountains Lord it seems to me that I'm thumbing again Standing by a midnight highway… You know that could've been me you're listening to on your radio I could be warm inside of some place Instead of standing here outside in the snow. On and on the endless white line goes On and on the endless white line goes On and on the endless white line goes On and on the endless white line goes