Lyrics Truck Drivin' Son Of A Gun - Mike Bryant

Well I'm driving down this highway
Just looking for the freeway
I think I missed the enter sign
It seems I'm miles and miles from nowhere
Ain't seen a sign for miles now
I'll never make this run on time

And I've never missed a deadline
They hire me cause I'm on time
Now listen and I'll tell you son
Well I'm a gear jamming cowboy
My friends all call me Leroy
The truck driving son of a gun

Well last night when I left Austin
And headed north to Boston
The stars were shining in the shy
But by midnight it was raining
It was hard to see the lane
And I swerved across the center line

Well I saw the blue lights flashing
When I stopped the trooper asked me
Have you been drinking whiskey son
If I were you I'd stop ahead
Just for a while and get some rest
Cause you're a truck driving son of a gun

Well I've drove down every highway
From L.A. to Bangor Maine
And I've eat in every truck stop
I know each waitress by her name
And the handle that I'm known by
Is the Wild Man On The Road
And all the truckers know this rig of mine
In every city that I go

Raleigh, Charlotte, Knoxville
Nashville, Memphis, Jacksonville
Austin, Dallas, San Antone
I've been so many places
With all the same ole faces
I just can't wait to get back home

Well I've been all over Texas
Even out to California
Lord that ocean sure is fine
I drive all across America
And this is all I'll do for sure
As long as this ole life is mine

Well I've been to New York City
And I've seen Washington DC
I've seen the needle in Seattle
I've been from sea to shining sea
It may be work but when I'm rolling
It's nothing more than having fun
Everybody knows I love it
There's nothing quite above it
I'm a truck driving son of a gun

Well I've drove down every highway
From L.A. to Bangor Maine
And I've eat in every truck stop
I know each waitress by her name
It may be work but when I'm rolling
It's nothing more than having fun
Everybody knows I love it
There's nothing quite above it
I'm a truck driving son of a gun

Everybody knows I love it
There's nothing quite above it
I'm a truck driving son of a gun