Independent Trucker

Well, my daddy was a world class trucker,

Took my momma on a four day trip

And she swears to me that

I was conceived at a big-rig dealership.



The story goes on the day I was born,

He hit the road and he never looked back

Well, my daddy went and named me a big mistake,

But my momma always called me Mack.



And I'm a haulin', chug-a-luggin' through the rain and snow

Yeah, I'm a haulin', I put the hammer down and let it roll

My baby's callin', sayin' baby when ya gonna come home

Well, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',

Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road.



I got the chrome girls on my mudflaps

I keep a cup o'coffee on the dashboard

Got a custom airbrush desert scene

And my name painted on the door.



Got a cross of Jesus all along the grille,

Lights up like a christmas tree

Any highway, any time of day,

That's where I wanna be.



Well, I'm a haulin', only 700 miles to go

Yeah, I'm a haulin', I put the hammer down and let it roll

My baby's callin', sayin' baby when ya gonna come home

Well, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',

Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road.



Well, I'm a haulin', only 700 miles to go

Yeah, I'm a haulin', put the hammer down and let it roll

My baby's callin', sayin' baby when ya gonna come home

Well, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',

Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road.



Yeah, I'm an independent trucker, a mother lovin',

Overloaded owner operator just a-tearin' up a two lane road...