Текст песни Truck Drivin' Man - The Grass Roots

Four hundred miles of open road
Mack truck cab with a Jimmy Stowe
Honk a lot to pass
See the black smoke rollin' back
Thirty fewer miles I had to go

Drinkin' black coffee and takin' pills
I got to stay awake through these hills
Down grade up ahead
Don't brake, try third instead
Stop again for fuel in Baton Rouge

I'm a trucker drivin' man
Mmm, that's what I am
Said, drivin' man
I'm a trucker drivin' man
Mmm, that's what I am
Oh

And I got to know the waitress in that café
I honk my horn and watch, you'll see her wave
I love her when I can
But I'm a truck drivin' man
The highway is the only home I know

I'm a trucker drivin' man
Mmm, that's what I am
Said, drivin' man

And in two more hours I'll be home
Turn this rig around and out I go
Weight scale's up ahead
If they stop us, boy, we're dead
I got six hundred pounds of over load

I'm a trucker drivin' man
Mmm, that's what I am
Said, drivin' man
I'm a trucker drivin' man
Mmm, that's what I am
Oh

Man made the truck, Lord made a man
Lord, then made me a truck drivin' man
Trucker, trucker, trucker, trucker, trucker, trucker, drivin' man
That's what I am, drivin' man
Lord made me a truck drivin' man