G
You've heard songs about truck drivers
Em
many times their story's told
A7
How they pulled out of Pittsburg
D7
for six days on the road
G
'Bout that feather river canyon
Em
and a-climbing' that ol grapevine
A7
That old roadhouse down in Texas
D7
and the girls they left behind
G
You've heard their tales of daring
Em
and I think that's just fine
C G
but if you could spare a minute
D7 G
well I'd like to tell you mine
[Chorus]
C G
There'd be no truck driver's if it wasn't
for us trucks
D7 G
no double-clutching gear jammin' coffee
drinking nuts
C G
they'll drive their way to glory and they
have all the luck
C
there'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't
D G
for us trucks
[Verse 2]
Spoken:
Em
Well there he sits in that cafe
Em
drinkin coffee and tellin lies
Em
Prob'ly telling 'em 'bout that hill
Em
we topped ten miles back
Em
Otta tell'em how he missed a gear
Em
and that Volkswagon bus full of
Em
Hippies passed us like I was sittin'
Em
up on jacks
Em
Or how we took that curve over on 66
Em
Hadn'y been for me hangin on the shoulder
Em G
We'd a both wound up in the ditch
[Verse 3]
Sing:
G
If we're on time he takes the credit
Em
if we're late I get the blame
A7
Up those hills with shutters open
D7
My stacks a-runnin' flame
G
My tach' runnin red-line
Em
suckin' diesel from the tanks
A7
Well I'll take him south and bring him back
D7
without a word of thanks
G Em
Well now you've heard my story and I guess
it's my tough luck
C G D7
There'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't
G
for us trucks
[Chorus]
C G
There'd be no truck driver's if it wasn't
D7 G
no double-clutching gear jammin' coffee
drinking nuts
C G
they'll drive their way to glory and they
have all the luck
C
there'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't
D7 G
for us trucks
[Verse 4]
Spoken:
Em
Look at him sippin' coffee and flirting
Em
with that waitress
Em
And where do you think he left me?
Em
That's right, next to a cattle truck (moo)
Em
Why couldn't he have put me over there
Em
next to that little pink Mack?
Em
Gosh she's got pretty mud-flaps
Em
And talk about stacked, they're both chromed
Em
Well he'll be coming out in a minute and he'll
Em
get that bar and he'll go around and beat on my tires
Em
You know for two pints of diesel
Em
I'd have a flat on the inside dual
Em
Ha! Boy that'd fix him
Em
I never did like the way he drives anyhow
Em
Thinks he's God's gift of waitresses
Em
He never gives 'em a tip
Em
Well I know what he's going to do now
Em
Take out that tape cartidge of Buck Owens
Em
and play it again
Em
I don't know why he don't get a
Em
Merle Haggard tape.... Em (fade out)
