| I pulled in a road house in Texas
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| A little place called Hamburger Dan’s
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| I stuck me a quarter in the jukebox
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| I played the song of truck drivin' man
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| Then a waitress then brought me some coffee
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| I thanked her then called her back again
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| I said that old song sure does fit me
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| Cause I’m a truck drivin' man
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| Pour me another cup of coffee
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| Cause it is the best in the land
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| And put a another quarter in the jukebox
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| And play the song of truck drivin' man
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| Oh now Johnny
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| Crawled back aboard my old semi
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| Then like a flash I was gone
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| Got them old truck wheels a rollin'
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| And now I’m on my way to San Antone
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| Pour me another cup of coffee…
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| Now here’s Sonny
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| Pour me another cup of coffee…
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| Play the song of truck drivin' man |