Truck Drivin’ Man Songtext
von The J. Geils Band
Truck Drivin’ Man Songtext
I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas,
It was a little place called Hamburger Dan′s
And I heard that old jukebox a-playin',
A song about a truck drivin′ man
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I'll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
The waitress just brought me some coffee
I thanked her but called her again
I said, "That ol′ song sure does fit me
′Cause I am a truck drivin' man"
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I′ll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
I climbed back on board my old semi
And then like a flash I was gone
I got them ol′ truck wheels a-rollin
I'm on my way to San Antone
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I′ll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
It was a little place called Hamburger Dan′s
And I heard that old jukebox a-playin',
A song about a truck drivin′ man
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I'll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
The waitress just brought me some coffee
I thanked her but called her again
I said, "That ol′ song sure does fit me
′Cause I am a truck drivin' man"
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I′ll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
I climbed back on board my old semi
And then like a flash I was gone
I got them ol′ truck wheels a-rollin
I'm on my way to San Antone
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I′ll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
And play The Truck Drivin' Man
Writer(s): Ronnie Van Zant, Edward C. King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com