E
Well I asked an old truckdriver about life out on the road
If he does a lotta singing when he's bringing in his load
A
If there's a pretty waitress crying for him every hundred miles
E
If he gets a lotta loving if he has a lot of smiles
B A
And I asked him if those trucking songs tell about a life like his
E B
He said: if you want to know the truth about it here's the way it
E
Is
E
All I do is drive drive drive try to stay alive
A
And keep my mind on my load keep my eye upon the road
B A
I got nothin' in common with any man who's home every day at five
E
All I do is drive drive drive drive drive drive
E
Well we shared a cup of coffee then I had to warm it up
And his greasy fingers trembled as he held onto the cup
A
And I said: don't you hear a lot of music see a lot of sights
E
But if you'll tune into the grand ole opry Saturday night
B A
I will dedicate you a trucking song to which you can relate
E B E
He said: you just do the singing and I'll do the driving mate
E
All I do is drive drive drive
If I can get the fuel fuel
