Lyrics

Rolling into the dawn,
Eighteen wheels spin and spin!
Mountains in the mirror,
roads that never seem to end!
Coffee in a thermos,
Truck radio playin that twang,
A life of a truck driving man, oh, “how that diesel sang”!
From Nashville to Montana,
and every town between,
Freight to haul and tales to tell,
people met, and places seen!
Wind whispers through my window, harmonizing with the road,
Every mile is a memory,
that's just how my story's told.
I'm a ramblin' highway rollin,
through the land,
Living that good life,
just a truck driving man,
With my faithful rig guiding me,
and the endless skies of blue,
Sunsets paint a picture,
of a life that's pure and true.
Stopping at a diner,
the coffee's always hot,
Stories shared with strangers,
in a place time forgot,
Eyes on the horizon,
watching the sun fade away,
Another town behind,
guess I'll keep rollin' today.
Snow falls up in the North,
heat blazes down in the South,
Every stretch of highway,
the stories I tell em about!
From moonlit Texas highways to Wyoming's open plains,
Bound by the freedom,
singing across the open range!
I'm a ramblin' highway rollin,
through the land,
Living that good life,
just a truck driving man,
With my faithful rig guiding me,
and the endless skies of blue,
Sunsets paint a picture,
of a life that's pure and true.
Oh, how that diesel sang.
That tune I’ve heard for years.
The good times and the hard
the laughter and the tears!
Keep on trucking till I Die.
Only me and the road know why!
I'm a ramblin' highway rollin,
through the land,
Living that good life,
just a truck driving man,
With my faithful rig guiding me,
and the endless skies of blue,
Sunsets paint a picture,
of a life that's pure and true.