I'm on the 90 heading north 
It's iced up pretty bad 
That wind off the lake 
Makes it hard to stay on track 

There's a pretty little thing 
Brown hair and green eyes 
Right now she's the number one 
Thing on my mind 

If I can stay on this highway 
And get there alive 
She says that she'll make it 
Well worth my drive 
She's waiting for me 
On the other side of all of this snow 
Why else would I be 
Hell bent for buffalo 

There's a semi in the ditch 
There's flashing lights ahead 
But I'm thinking about a fireplace 
And nice warm bed 

My coffee's way past cold 
All my cigarettes are gone 
My knuckles cold and white 
From how tight I'm holding on 

If I can stay on this highway 
And get there alive 
She says that she'll make it 
Well worth my drive 
She's waiting for me 
On the other side of all of this snow 
Why else would I be 
Hell bent for buffalo 

I could turn this rig around 
It's still like summer in the south 
But I can see her in my mind 
As I throw this hammer down 

If I can stay on this highway 
And get there alive 
She says that she'll make it 
Well worth my drive 
She's waiting for me 
On the other side of all of this snow 
Why else would I be 
Hell bent for buffalo