The trucker has a lot of time to think
Driving from coast-to-cost in his rig,
He's hungry and really needs a drink,
But distance to be travelled is yet too big...
So he dreams of gals he could have had,
And fancier Peterbuilts he coulda rode,
Dredges up memories, more happy than sad,
Recalls adventures, more good than bad,
Sometimes sheds a tear on a moonlight road,
But won't stop on rolling, to deliver the load,
He keeps on trucking, to pass on the load.
(Dedicated to GMH)
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