Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Rolling out of Charleston, West Virginia shine,
Cruisin’ the turnpike, feelin’ mighty fine.
Moon’s hangin’ high, casting silver glow,
Mountain silhouettes, puttin’ on a show.
(Chorus)
Oh, I’m truckin’ southbound, under the full moon's light,
Sharp curves ahead, but I’m taking em’ alright.
Climbin’ those mountains, the highways my guide,
With the sound of the engine, on this night ride.
(Verse 2)
Beckley ahead, not my stop tonight,
Travel plaza gleamin’ with all its lights.
Interstate 77, 64 intertwine,
Holdin’ onto the wheel, I’m doing’ just fine.
(Chorus)
Oh, I’m truckin’ southbound, under the full moon's light,
Sharp curves ahead, but I’m taking em’ alright.
Climbin’ those mountains, the highways my guide,
With the sound of the engine, on this night ride.
(Bridge)
Sandstone downgrades, the Jakes fill the air,
Makin’ my way, it’s foggy, drive with care.
The night whispers softly as I roll along,
This West Virginia highway, it sings its song.
(Chorus)
Oh, I’m truckin’ southbound, under the full moon's light,
Sharp curves ahead, but I’m taking em’ alright.
Climbin’ those mountains, the highways my guide,
With the sound of the engine, on this night ride.
(Outro)
Now here’s to the road, and the moon above,
In the heart of the mountains, I’ve found my love.
Charleston to Beckley, across Sandstone
I’ll carry the tune,
While I’m cruisin’ to the east,
underneath a West Virginia moon.