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 drivin' 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 Drivin' 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 drivin' 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