Lyrics Gretchen Wilson

Gretchen Wilson

Trucker Man

He's got a sunburn on his left arm

From hangin' out at peterbilt window

Got a wife and three kids on the farm

Drivin' just as fast as he can go yeah

Minneapolis in his rear view

He's a deadheadin' to Tulsa

Got the hammer down on eighty two

With every mile marker gettin' closer

I said Hey he's a trucker man

Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can

Those red eye runs are takin' their toll

His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home

Starin' a hole through the windshield

He's got nineteen on the CB

Well they call him the bandit

'Cause he only breaks for the smokeys

I said Hey he's a trucker man

Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can

those red eye runs are takin' their toll

His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home

He's got a Smith and Wesson in the glove box

And Mother Mary on the dashboard

He's a red blooded blue collar man

American right to the core

Hey he's a trucker man

Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can

Those red eye runs are takin' their toll

His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home

Hey he's a trucker man

Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can

Those red eye runs are takin' their toll

His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home

He's rollin' back home