Roll On Eighteen Wheeler

Roll On highway Roll On along

Roll On daddy till you get back home

Roll on family Roll On crew

Roll On mama like I asked you to do

And Roll On Eighteen Wheeler Roll On

Well it’s Monday morning he’s kissing mama goodbye

He’s up and gone with the sun

Daddy drives an eighteen wheeler

And he’s off on a Midwest run

They ask her when daddy’s coming home

Daddy drives an eighteen wheeler

And they sure miss him when he’s gone

Ah but he calls ’em every night and tells ’em

That he loves them

Roll On highway Roll On along

Roll On daddy till you get back home

Roll on family Roll On crew

Roll On mama like I asked you to do

And Roll On Eighteen Wheeler Roll On

Well it’s Wednesday evening

It rings but it’s not his voice

Seems the highway patrol has found a jack-knifed rig

In a snow bank in Illinois

Cause the weather had everything stalled

And they had checked all the houses and the local motels

When they had some more news they’d call

And she told them when they found him

To tell him that she loved him

Roll On highway Roll On along

Roll On daddy till you get back home

Roll on family Roll On crew

Roll On mama like I asked you to do

And Roll On Eighteen Wheeler Roll On

Mama and the children will be waiting up all night long

Thinking nothing but the worst is coming

With the ringing of the telephone

Oh but the Man upstairs was listening

When Mama asked him to bring Daddy home

And when the call came in it was Daddy on the other end

Asking her if she had been a singing the song singing

Roll On highway Roll On along

Roll On daddy till you get back home

Roll on family Roll On crew

Roll On mama like I asked you to do

And Roll On Eighteen Wheeler Roll On

Eighteen wheeler

Eighteen wheeler

Eighteen wheeler

Eighteen wheeler

Roll On