Letras
Let her roll
Yeah, I've got this big mack rolling now
I've got this big mack rolling, she's screaming down the line
I see the guide posts clicking by my truckie pushing time
There's black tar down beneath me and a blue sky overhead
And while there's one more load to move I'm pushing 'till I'm dead
We're rolling and we're pushing from the Gulf down to the Bite
From Perth across to Sydney, the trucks roll day and night
Oh, the log book may be out of date, but hell that ain't a crime
We dodge the weights and measure boys and we're always pushing time
Pushing time
Pushing time
I may have general cargo or a load of prime gold beef
A swag of kegs of southern beer to bring some down relief
I'll haul in tons of mining gear to open some new mine
But no matter what I carry, you can bet I'm pushing time
We're rolling and we're pushing from the Gulf down to the Bite
From Perth across to Sydney, the trucks roll day and night
Oh, the log book may be out of date, but hell that ain't a crime
We dodge the weights and measure boys and we're always pushing time
Pushing time
Pushing time
If you see this big rig coming, you can bet she's tracking wide
You'd better move it over and give us room to ride
I've logged a million miles or two and maybe past my prime
But I'm still a wizard at the wheel when I'm pushing time
We're rolling and we're pushing from the Gulf down to the Bite
From Perth across to Sydney, the trucks roll day and night
Oh, the log book may be out of date, but hell that ain't a crime
We dodge the weights and measure boys and we're always pushing time
Pushing time
Oh, pushing time
Pushing time
Dodge the weights and measure boys
Yeah, dodge those scaly men
Pushing time
Pushing time
Pushing time
Pushing time...