And I've got to roll, roll,
roll brother trucker
Sure enough a shame 'bout
the shape I'm in
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
I'm back on my wheels again
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
Someone to love the truck
driving man
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
I'm back on my wheels again
I'm a driving fool
I make my own rules
One part man and one part
mule
One part fossil fuel
I got the heart of steel
I pull eighteen wheels
Mister nine to five in his
Coup de Ville
No, never know how it feels
To really roll, roll, roll
brother trucker
Holding my own just the best
as I can
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
I'm back on my wheels again
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
Outward bound from South Bend
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
I'm back on my wheels again
Moon over New Jersey
Big state police
Well, I'm in a hurry
Could you let me go in peace
I'm an independent
I don't make no teamster dough
'Cause the A.F.L. and the
C.I.O.
Still don't own the road
And the only man telling me
where to go
Is the man who owns my load
And he says roll, roll, roll
brother trucker
I say where and you say when
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
Get back on your wheels again
Turn the Goddamn thing around
and do it again
Roll, roll, roll brother trucker
I'm back on my wheels again
Fat bucket, I'm back on my
wheels again
Marco Giunco |
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