Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bobby Angel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terry Fell
Songwriter
Lyrics
I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas
A little place called Hamburger Dan
I heard that old waitress through the juke box a playin'
A song called a truck drivin' man
The waitress then brought me my coffee
I thanked her and I called her back again
I said, "that old song sure does fit me
I'm just a truck drivin' man"
So pour me another cup of coffee
For it is the best in the land
I'll put a nickle in the jukebox
And play a truck drivin' man
I climbed back aboard my old semi
Then like a flash, I was gone
I got old them big wheels a rollin'
I'm on my way to San Antone
When I get my call up to Glory
They take me away from this land
I'll heard this old truck up to Heaven
'Cause I'm a truck drivin' man
So pour me another cup of coffee
For it is the best in the land
I'll put a nickle in the jukebox
And play a truck drivin' man
Written by: Terry Fell