EIGHTEEN WHEELS
Leaving out of North Dakota, heading for Odessa Town,
Hopped up into my ole’ truck, eighteen wheels under my butt.
Hauling a load of lumber and steel,
Me and my music box, my hands on the steering wheel.
I’m headin’ for the heat of Texas,
It’s gonna be a long, long, road, don’t you know.
I turned up some good ole’ country tunes,
Time to put the hammer down.
This life I chose, on the road it’s to anywhere I roam,
Just a simple Kansas farm boy, one day I’ll go back home.
Eighteen wheels, rollin’ down the highway,
Eighteen wheels, doin’ it my way.
Just a good ole’ boy with places to be,
A country heart, and I got things to see,
Eighteen wheels and I’m runnin’ free.
Keith Garrett
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Do you ever watch trucking vlogs?
Never, I just had a thought and wrote this.
On Wed, Apr 24, 2019 at 9:44 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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But do you drive a truck?
No
On Wed, Apr 24, 2019 at 12:28 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Nice! My dad was an over the road trucker.
Thanks for reading
On Thu, Apr 25, 2019 at 12:51 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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