That's Truck Drivin'

Started shooting the pinball and started to lie

For a truck drivers job I qualified

I got the job and started up the road

I got lost on the very first load

But that's truck drivin'

Well I ask a man at a country store

How to get on the route to Baltimore

He spit is tobacco with a twisted smile said

"You have to go back about 25 mile"

But that's truck drivin'

Well I got back over, on the right route

I wound it up and let it all hang out

Was almost through the Carolina state,

Looked at my watch and I was 3 hours late

But that's truck drivin'

A little farther up,

Across the line I met some cowboy that give me the whine

And I passed another truck and a couple of cars

At 60 mile a hour run through radar

But that's truck drivin'

Well the trooper that stopped me, his face was frowned

He stood 6 foot 6 and weight 300 pound

I couldn't get a break from that hard boiled cop

He hauled me off to the J.P. shop

But that's truck drivin'

I left the J.P. shop at a quarter to 5

Forgot I was over, on my drive

I got to the scale at half past 9,

And that's where I paid a big big fine

But that's truck drivin'

I left the scales and went on up the road

And I found the place I was supposed to unload

The consignee there was grouchy and slow

A pinball machine got the rest of my dough

But that's truck drivin'

I called my boss to send me 50 skins

He cussed and he swore and says "Where you been?

I need you back down this end of the road.

You oughtta be leaving here now with another load."

But that's truck drivin'

Well he made me mad when he cussed me out

So I wound it up and headed back south

I took a few pills, was running to fast

Got on the wrong road and hit a low underpass

But that's truck drivin'

When I got back home and pulled in the yard

He cussed again and said "Boy are you fired"

Speaking for myself boys that ain't bad luck

I'd get nowhere while drivin' a truck

But that's truck drivin'