Truckers Song

Truckers Song

Full moon shines thru telephone lines
As sky sparkles morning blue
Bubbling brook flows over root beer rivers
Leading me away from you

That moon mocks
Rising again beyond the dusk
I crest that green mountain pass
In love I place my trust

So far away
Yet so close by
It makes a man want to cry
Doing life by the hour
Ohh help me higher power

That diesel moan
Makes a man feel all alone
This trip is finally through
Time to turn this rig home
And let it lead me back to you

Full moon shines thru telephone lines
As sky sparkles night time blue
Calm brook flows into an earl grey rivers
Leading me back to you