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
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 Explain Request ×
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