Roll on highway, roll on along Roll on daddy till you get back home Roll on family, roll on crew Roll on momma like I asked you to do And roll on eighteenwheeler, roll on Well, its Monday morning, hes kissin momma goodbye Hes up and gone with the sun Daddy drives an eighteenwheeler And hes off on a midwest run As three sad faces gather round momma And they ask her when daddys comin home Daddy drives an eighteenwheeler And they sure miss him when hes gone But he calls them everynight And he tells them that he loves them And he taught them this song to sing Roll on highway, roll on along Roll on daddy till ya get back home Roll on family, roll on crew Roll on momma like I asked you to do And roll on eighteenwheeler roll on, roll on Well, its Wednesday evening, mommas waitin by the phone It rings but its not his voice Seems the highway patrol has found a jackknifed rig In a snow bank in Illinois But the driver was missin And the search had been abandoned Cause the weather had everything stalled And they had checked all the houses and the local motels When they had some more news theyd call And she told them when they found him To tell him that she loved him And she hung up the phone singin Roll on highway, roll on along Roll on daddy till ya get back home Roll on family, roll on crew Roll on momma like I asked you to do And roll on eighteenwheeler Momma and the children will be waiting up all night long Thinkin nothing but the worst was comin With the ringin of the telephone Oh, but the man upstairs was listening When momma asked him to bring daddy home And when the call came in it was daddy on the other end Askin her if she had been singin the song, singin Roll on highway, roll on along Roll on daddy till ya get back home Roll on family, roll on crew Roll on momma like I asked you to do And roll on eighteenwheeler roll on roll on Eighteenwheeler Eighteenwheeler Eighteenwheeler Eighteenwheeler Roll on Roll on
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