Come Along and Ride This Train / Six Days On the Road / There Ain't No Easy Run / The Sailor On a Concrete Sea (Live)

Come along and ride this train Come along and ride this rain Cross the mountains, prairies, reservations, rivers, levees, plains Come along and ride this train Ride this train Ride this train with me to where the great Interstate highways cross the country A hundred years ago over that very ground long before the roads were there The lonely pony express rider carried the mail Then came the stagecoach with people and supplies moving across country Today, carrying on that tradition is the modern mover of America The man behind the wheel, the truck driver Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling down that eastern sea board I got my diesel wound up and she's running like never before There's a speed zone ahead, well alright! I don't see a car in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Well, my rig's a little old but that don't mean she's slow There's a flame from her stack and the smoke's blowing black as coal My home town is coming in sight, if you think I'm happy you're right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight 16 forward gears, diesel smoke trailing in the wind 18 tires checked and singing on the pavement Five thousand miles to cover, three weeks away from home And it's work, mister, it demands the best And whether your run is on Interstate 70 or hauling freight down the eastern seaboard If you're a gear jammer, you know there ain't no easy runs I was sittin' in the terminal waitin' for my load When a greenhorn driver came in, off the road I heard him tell that foreman get my little pink slip This run is too tough and I'm gonna quit Now, the foreman that day happened to be old Joe Man, he was older than time He said, "Son, how long you been driving this rig?" "You know, I've drove all shapes, forms, fashions and kinds" "And here you are worried about this one little trip" "Why, I've drove a million miles and then some" He looked that greenhorn right in the eye and he said "Boy, there ain't no easy runs" I've drove for Roadway, Interstate, Hopewell, Great Lakes Walford Mac, Time, Mayflower, Freight Lines Specter, Yellow Transit, Western and Gillete Red Ball, Rider, North Western, Big Seattle Beaver, Bell, Hoover, McLeans, Gateway, Motor Freight, Transport Pikes Dixie, Ohio, Trans American South, East Tex Mason, Dixon, Watkin and Transcon Wilson, Associates got all that driving done And I tell you, boy, there ain't no easy runs Said, "If you got a gal in Texas, they'll send you up to Maine And if you got a gal in New York, they'll send you out on the plains" "I know what your problem is, you got woman trouble, son" And I tell you, boy, there ain't no easy run I've drove for Navajo, Rate, Goose, DC North American, Caroline, Baltimore, Freight Park New Mac, Curtis, Eastern and then NX Garrett, Hayes, Federal and ETM And Neptune, Herron, Brinks and Sea Lab First Dudley, Dorsey, Bekins and Billingham Cooper, Detroit, Jones and American, too Nightway and Central, Standard and Boston Sue Yunham, Buckingham got all that driving done And I tell you, boys, there ain't no easy run I've drove for United, Acme, Tanksley and Shaw Grammar, Atlas, Strickland and Docks Atlantic, Owens, Karin and Bullman H&H, Murphy Field and Mohawk Skill, Skags got all the driving done And I tell you, boys, there ain't no easy run Ain't no easy run The next time you see a big semi roaring down the highway Remember the man at the wheel has a great heritage in America Like the Pony Express rider, the stagecoach driver and the wagon master of old No matter what the weather, no matter where the road He's the man that delivers the goods And whatever you eat tonight, whatever you wear, wherever you sleep Remember it's very likely that it was a trucker That brought you your food, clothers and your bed Well, my ocean is four lanes wide, my waves are mountain high I sail a 20 ton schooner with the will of do or die And my cargo must go through to the port that waits for me I live on luck for I drive a truck, I'm a sailor on a concrete sea So, here's to the unsung hero, though he don't make history From coast to coast, let's drink a toast To the sailor on a concrete sea, the sailor on a conrete sea Take it easy truckers, there ain't no easy run