Текст: Whiskeytown. Theme for a Trucker.

So you?re a trucker, hard driver
Mr. King of the road
Feelin? lonely, drinkin? coffee
She had only ever known

Drove a lot today, was it yesterday?
Just a memory you know
You can?t dilute it or see to it
Roll through it, you head home

There is a motel with a vacancy
There is no possibility
You could drive yourself to ever be
The man you once were

So you?re a trucker, hard driver
Mr. King of the road
Feelin? lonely, drinkin? coffee
She was all he?d ever known

Drove a lot today, was it yesterday?
It?s just a memory you know
You can?t see through an old tune
Roll through it and head home

There is a motel with a vacancy
There is no possibility
But you could drive yourself to ever be
The man you once were

So you?re a trucker, hard driver
Mr, King of the road
Feelin? lonely, drinkin? coffee
She was all he?d ever known

Drove a lot today, was it yesterday?
It?s just a memory you know
You can?t dilute it or see to it
Roll through it, head home

There is a motel with a vacancy
There is no possibility
You could drive yourself to ever be
The man you once were