Tekster: Gretchen Wilson. Trucker Man.

He's got a sunburn on his left arm
From hanging out a Peterbilt window
Got a wife and three kids on the farm
He's driving just as fast as he can go
Minneapolis in his rear view
He's deadheading to Tulsa
Got the hammer down on eighty two
Every mile marker getting closer

Hey he's a trucker man
Trying to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are taking their toll
This eighteen wheeler is rolling back home
Staring a hole through the wind sheild
He's got nineteen on the CB
Well they call him the Bandit
Cause he only breaks for the smokeys

Hey he's a trucker man
Trying to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are taking their toll
This eighteen wheeler is rolling back home

He's got a Smith & 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
Trying to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are taking their toll
This eighteen wheeler is rolling back home

Hey he's a trucker man
Trying to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are taking their toll
This eighteen wheeler is rolling back home
He's a rolling back home