Trucks Tarps And Trailers

I leaned against the bullbar, gave the lights a rub
Next week another driver will guide you through the scrub
My final run just ended, way down I feel the blow
Trucks and tarps and trailers, the only life I know
Next week I'll get the pension, that won't compensate
That feeling of contentment when the trucks all congregate
Oh, I'll miss the miles of freedom and all the transport crews
Trucks and tarps and trailers bring old memories new

The road your tyres rejected, I cursed to let off steam
Now suddenly looks a highway, oh they do when truckies dream
And I'll miss the roadside breather, truckies meal and smoke
The good old outback welcome by friendly station folk
Between bullbar and bogies great power pulses through
From a Cummins diesel motor, black smoke fades in the blue
That spacious big old cabin and dials that told me most
Trucks and tarps and trailers will haunt me like a ghost

Reflecting on those long runs way out near sundown's door
Becomes for me a milestone as I know there'll be no more
But I'll find it tough adjusting, old habits hard to shake
But roll on trucks and trailers for our reputation's sake

Yes, she's all yours now young fella, shake hands and best of luck
There's trucks and trailers equal but none surpass this truck
And you'll learn her moods and fancies hauling outback freight
Today I've learned the feeling what it's like to lose a mate