Well when I was just a shaver

My poor mama said to me

Son do me a favor

Study hard your abcs

My mama cried, my daddy sighed

When I told them my plan

I said good God almighty

I’m a truck-driving man

And tons of steel and screaming wheels

Are the things I understand

Don’t let me love you mama

I’m a truck-driving man

Well from Seattle to Macon

From Detroit to Rio Grande

Ten thousand miles is a Sunday ride

With a big rig in my hands

My right arm’s strong as a ray of steel,

The left one’s dark and tan

Don’t let me love you mama

I’m a truck-driving man

And tons of steel and screaming wheels

Are the things I understand

Don’t let me love you mama

I’m a truck-driving man

And Nashville you’re on my mind

And I am two ways down to Tupelo

And I don’t much care which way I go

I just got to hear them big wheels roll on by

Hear them big wheels roll on by

And tons of steel and screaming wheels

Are the things I understand

Don’t let me love you mama

I’m a truck-driving man