Down the road, carryin' my load
Traveling both day and night
The sound of the wheels,
Passing automobiles
Billboards and neon lights
New York to L. A. almost everyday
Along this country I roam
The cabin sways as the radio plays
And I always feel right at home
This is more than a truck to me
There's no other place I'd rather be
Some people might think it's just
Metal and chrome
But to me it's a home sweet home
To me it's a home sweet home

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