Independent Trucker

Well, my daddy was a world class trucker,
Took my momma on a four day trip
And she swears to me that
I was conceived at a big-rig dealership.
The story goes on the day I was born,
He hit the road and he never looked back
Well, my daddy went and named me a big mistake,
But my momma always called me Mack.
And I'm a haulin', chug-a-luggin' through the rain and snow
Yeah, I'm a haulin', I put the hammer down and let it roll
My baby's callin', sayin' baby when ya gonna come home
Well, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',
Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road.
I got the chrome girls on my mudflaps
I keep a cup o'coffee on the dashboard
Got a custom airbrush desert scene
And my name painted on the door.
Got a cross of Jesus all along the grille,
Lights up like a christmas tree
Any highway, any time of day,
That's where I wanna be.
Well, I'm a haulin', only 700 miles to go
Yeah, I'm a haulin', I put the hammer down and let it roll
My baby's callin', sayin' baby when ya gonna come home
Well, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',
Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road.
Well, I'm a haulin', only 700 miles to go
Yeah, I'm a haulin', put the hammer down and let it roll
My baby's callin', sayin' baby when ya gonna come home
Well, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',
Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road.
Yeah, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',
Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road...