There's fire in the sunrise
And miles in the road
I've got a full tank of gas
And hot coffee to go
And a CD of music that my friend Lori made for me
I'm wearing out my tires on I-70

Well, I must've put a million miles on these old tires for sure
The guy down at Goodyear swears that they've got 10,000 more
So I'll just point 'em right at a brand new day
I'm halfway to somewhere and well on my way

I'm passing up them exits like opportunities 
Sing along with Gillian
She sings along with me
I'm wearing out my tires on I-70

The harvesters are working hard 
They're spinning out a tune
The windmills keep the backbeat
They are waving me on through

I cut a straight refrain across this prairie song
The truckers and the travelers, they all join along

An oil pump out in the field nods to agree
Sing along with Amy
She sings along with me
I'm wearing out my tires on I-70

With so much in the rear view it's hard to say goodbye
But you can't go anywhere 'less you leave something behind
So I'll keep them tires humming
And keep that compass true
Here come the chorus of course right on queue

And all lanes are open as far as I can see
Sing along with Marley
He sings along with me
He says, “ Every little thing's gonna be alright you see”
I'm wearing out my tires on I-70