| Well, i wheeled into a truck stop down in texas
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| A little place called hamburger dan’s
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| I heard that ole jukebox playin'
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| A song about a truck drivin' man
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| Now that waitress done brought me cup of coffee
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| And i thanked her then i called her back again
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| I said you know that old song it sure does fit me
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| 'cause honey i’m a truck drivin' man
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| So pour me another cup of coffee
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| For it is the best in the land
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| And put another quarter in that jukebox
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| And play me that truck drivin' man
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| Well, come on Well i climbed back aboard my old semi
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| Then just like a flash i was gone
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| I got them old big truck wheels rollin'
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| Now i’m on my way to san antone
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| So pour me another cup of coffee
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| For it is the best in the land
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| And put another quarter in that jukebox
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| And play me that truck drivin' man, yeah
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| So pour me another cup of coffee
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| For it is the best in the land
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| And put another quarter in that jukebox
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| And play me that truck drivin' man
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| Would you play me that truck drivin' man? |