Well I asked an old truckdriver about life out on the road If he does a lotta singing when he's bringing in his load If there's a pretty waitress crying for him every hundred miles If he gets a lotta loving if he has a lot of smiles And I asked him if those trucking songs tell about a life like his He said if you want to know the truth about it here's the way it is
All I do is drive drive drive try to stay alive And keep my mind on my load keep my eye upon the road I got nothin' in common with any man who's home every day at five All I do is drive drive drive drive drive drive [ guitar ] Well we shared a cup of coffee then I had to warm it up And his greasy fingers trembled as he held onto the cup And I said don't you hear a lot of music see a lot of sights But if you'll tune into the Grand Ole Opry Saturday night I will dedicate you a trucking song to which you can relate He said you just do the singing and I'll do the driving mate
All I do is drive drive drive... If I can get the fuel fuel
