Well I asked an old truck driver
About life out on the road
If he does a lotta singing
When hes bringing in his load
If theres a pretty waitress crying for him
Every hundred miles
If he gets a lotta loving
If he has a lot of smiles
And I asked him if those trucking songs
Tell about a life like his
He said if you want to know the truth about it
Heres the way it is
All I do is drive drive drive
Try to stay alive
And keep my mind on my load
Keep my eye upon the road
I got nothin in common with any man
Whos home every day at five
All I do is drive drive drive drive drive drive drive
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
And I said dont you hear a lot of music
See a lot of sights
But if youll tune into the Grand Ole Opry
Saturday night
I will dedicate you a trucking song
To which you can relate
He said you just do the singing
And Ill do the driving mate
All I do is drive drive drive
Try to stay alive
And keep my mind on my load
Keep my eye upon the road
I got nothin in common with any man
Whos home every day at five
All I do is drive drive drive drive drive drive drive
If I can get the fuel
Fuel
