[Verse 1]
Well, you hate those diesels rolling
Those Friday nights out bowling
When he's off for a twelve-hour lay overnight
You wish you had a dollar
For every time he hollered
That he's leaving and he's never coming back

[Verse 2]
But the curtain-laced billow
His hands on your pillow
And his trousers are hanging on the chair
You're lying through your pain, babe
But you're gonna tell him he's your man
You ain't got the courage to leave

[Verse 3]
He tells you that you're on his mind
You're the only one he's ever gonna find
That's kinda special and understands his complicated soul
The only place a man can breathe
And collect his thoughts
Is midnight, flying away on the road

[Verse 4]
But you've packed and unpacked
So many times you've lost track
And the steam heat is dripping off the walls
But when you hear his engines
You're looking through the window in the kitchen
And you know you're always gonna be there when he calls
[Outro]
'Cause he's a truck driving man
Stop in when he can
He's a truck driving man
Stop in when he can