Road Time Blues

Some people live their life Driving down the road Some people in big rigs Some with smaller loads But the road continues on We can hear the tires hum It can be a hectic place Or a peaceful ride in the sun The hours fly by everyday As we drive the routes we choose We can try to have a good day Or we face the road time blues Early in the morning We drink our coffee down We eat a hearty meal And listen to the restaurant sounds We rejuvenate ourselves Then pay for the order And get ready to head back out To cross a few more borders The hours fly by everyday As we drive the routes we choose We can try to have a good day Or we face the road time blues So the road can be lonely A truck an empty place But some people we meet on the road Can break up the daily pace But there's some that don't like trucks Or the people that live inside them They should remember what we deliver And the road is where many have died The hours fly by everyday As we drive the routes we choose We can try to have a good day Or we face the road time blues