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"I Believe He's Gonna Drive That Rig To Glory"

Written by T. Schumacher

Recorded by Craig Donaldson - 1976

The headlights are a cuttin' the fog on a midnight highway And 18 wheels are a drivin' through the dawn

There's a Blue Ridge Mountain sunrise fillin' the mirrors

And the ashtray's full, the coffee's almost gone

And the trucker's headin' west to Colorado

Passin' the miles with his friends on the CB code

And tonight's a truck stop somewhere out in nowhere

And tomorrow's the wind and the open road

And I believe he's gonna drive that rig to glory

With his 8-track blastin' out a country song

And I believe I feel the freedom in his story

Ridin' that diesel whine, chasin' that long white line

Droppin' that load on time, and he's gain' home.

SPOKEN:

You can see the silhouette of his rig on the eastern horizon, runnin' west with the morning sun as it breaks across Iowa and another day'll see him mavin' on against that same old sun as it sets behind big Wyoming at nightfall. He's driven 1-80 so many times that he can't even remember, and there's hardly a mile along the way that isn't familiar to him. He's been over the roads from Canada to Mexico and from New York to California, and he's crossed enough state lines to start his own private country. Fightin' the miles, the glare of the sun, and the loneliness of another day away from his family, he moves on to get another load to market in another distant city. He's concerned about a lot of things like a lot of other good folks who care about the future of America, things like the price of fuel, the cost of keepin' his rig goin' and just feedin' his family back home. He may not even resemble the guys that portray his image on TV, and for sure, he's got a lot more goin' for him than most truck drivin' songs have ever given him credit for. He's a gutsy son-of-a-gun who puts the wheels under American industry to see that it all gets somewhere in a never-ending race with time. It takes courage and a lot of character to climb up behind that wheel and roll that big diesel down the highway. He lives up there in that tractor, matchin' his skills forever against the hot desert highways, and the icy mountain passes. His life is the open road, and he rolls on with a great care for the safety of all who travel his world. Yes, he's the American trucker. He lives for a warm cup of coffee, a wave from a friend, and for that big turn-around at the end of the line to take him back home again to smiling faces and a little happiness.

He's rolled that rig from Maine to Arizona

From St. Paul all the way to San Aptone

He's always ridin' with a buddy he calls "Lonely"

He's been a little bit of everywhere but home

And I believe he's gonna drive that rig to glory

With his 8-track blastin' out a country song

And I believe I feel the freedom in his story

Ridin' that diesel whine, chasin' that long white line Droppin' that load on time, and he's gain' home

Yeah, he's rollin' home ... streaking west

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