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 heading 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, rolling 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 running free.
Keith Garrett
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the soul that keeps on wandering, unwilling, not ready, to settle down…the life of a trucker.
I was just thinking the other day how trucker songs are few and far between these days. This is a good one, for sure!
Thanks for reading and your thoughts.
Pada tanggal Jum, 27 Agt 2021 22.42, keithgarrettpoetry menulis:
> Man of many thoughts posted: ” 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” >