Truck Drivin' Man

I pulled in a roadhouse in Texas

It was a little place called Hamburger Dan's

And I heard that old jukebox a-playin'

A song 'bout a truck drivin' man

Well, pour me another cup of coffee

For it is the best in the land

I'll put a nickel in the jukebox

And play that truck drivin' man (Play it, Bobby, woo)

Well, the waitress then brought me some coffee

I thanked her then called her again

I said, "That old song sure does fit me

'Cause I am a truck drivin' man," huh

Pour me another cup of coffee

For it is the best in the land

I'll put a nickel in the jukebox

And play that truck drivin' man (Oh)

I climbed back aboard my old semi

Then like a flash I was gone

I got them old truck wheels a-rollin'

Well, I'm on my way to San Antone, here we go

Well, pour me another cup of coffee

For it is the best in the land

I'll put a nickel in the jukebox

And play that truck drivin' man (Oh)

(Woo)

Well, pour me another cup of coffee

For it is the best in the land

I'll put a nickel in the jukebox

And play that truck drivin' man

Play that truck drivin' man