I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas,
A little place called Hamburger Dan’s
I heard that old jukebox a-playing,
A song ’bout a truck driving man
Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I’ll put a nickel in the jukebox,
And play The Truck Driving Man
The waitress then brought me some coffee
I thanked her and called her back again
I said, “That ol’ song sure does fit me
‘Cause I am a truck driving man
I stepped back on board my old semi
And then like a flash I was gone
I got them ol’ truck wheel a-rollin
I’m on my way to San Antone